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Tal Raith

2018-12-23T22:55:32Z

Talwraith: Changed weight from 550 to 850 ponze after extensive considerations.

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 850 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ardent_Dawn|Ardent Dawn]] : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

</center>
</tr></table>

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

<gallery>
TalArt1.png
</gallery>
</center>

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2016-12-06T06:43:29Z

Talwraith: /* Miscellaneous */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

:

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ardent_Dawn|Ardent Dawn]] : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

</center>
</tr></table>

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

<gallery>
TalArt1.png
</gallery>
</center>

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2016-12-06T06:41:00Z

Talwraith: /* Miscellaneous */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

:

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ardent_Dawn|Ardent Dawn]] : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

</center>
</tr></table>

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

<gallery>
TalArt1.png
</gallery>
</center>

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2016-09-16T21:54:36Z

Talwraith: /* Gallery */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

:

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Ardent Dawn : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

</center>
</tr></table>

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

<gallery>
TalArt1.png
</gallery>
</center>

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2016-09-16T21:54:17Z

Talwraith:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Ardent Dawn : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2016-09-16T21:52:19Z

Talwraith:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Married to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

:

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description
<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Ardent Dawn : Wife
Although Tal rarely speaks of his spouse when away from her, when in her company she quickly becomes the unmistakable center of his universe. Those who catch the pair together will generally see him fluctuating between almost saccharine doting, and merciless teasing.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
<center>
You may remove this entire section if you want.

<gallery>
TalArt1.png
</gallery>
</center>

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-11-07T16:49:50Z

Talwraith: /* Gallery */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Engaged to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-10-21T03:14:28Z

Talwraith: Change to marital status

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Engaged to [[Ardent Dawn]]
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

:

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

:

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

:

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
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You may remove this entire section if you want.

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-10-12T21:02:03Z

Talwraith: /* Miscellaneous */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
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Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - ''Maelstrom Soldier''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - ''Limsa Citizen''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -''Tipsy Bar Patron''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -''Maelstrom Officer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -''Irate "Businessman"''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -''Exhausted Conjurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - ''Suspicious Vagrant''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -''Information Dealer''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -''Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-10-12T21:00:39Z

Talwraith: /* Miscellaneous */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> What, sarge? He's a mean bastard, sure, but I'm glad he's on our side. - Maelstrom Soldier
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Tal Raith, he's one of those primal bashers, right? Some kinda warrior of light or something. - Limsa Citizen
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> Oh! I know! He's some kinda retired pirate! Or was it a prince... No... -Tipsy Bar Patron

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Hmm... He's probably the only crisis officer I know of who I'd trust on my team. -Maelstrom Officer
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Supposed to be an adventurer, but he's damn finicky about his work. Turned me down three times now. -Irate "Businessman"
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> Augh, not him! I swear he's in here every week, and no matter how much I tell him he needs to take a proper break, he just keeps getting himself torn up! -Exhausted Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> I hear he's not like those other ones that fight the beast gods. No echo, or whatever they call it. Whatever he is, he's no warrior of light, that's for sure. - Suspicious Vagrant
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He seems normal enough on the surface, but once you start digging, he's all tangled leads and dead ends. Nobody appears out of nowhere like he did unless they're running from something. -Information Dealer
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> He laughs and jokes and trains harder and louder than anyone, but in those little gaps in-between, you see it. How tired he is... How worn out... What's hurting you... -Coporal Koshialla Shialla after a night of drinking

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I have met him only briefly but he is defensive of his friends and we need more people like that!" [[Okhi Lyehga]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-09-21T21:59:56Z

Talwraith: Weight Change

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 550 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
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Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
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Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He is the finest soldier I have had the pleasure of working with." [[SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn

2015-09-21T16:28:55Z

Talwraith: /* RPC Rumors */

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| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| name = SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn
| title = The Light in the Storm
| image = Jebus.jpg
| caption = "Let the winds of change flow through you."
| main_job = • White Mage<br>• Scholar<br>
| crafting = • Alchemist<br>
| server = Balmung
| role = Healer
| gender = Male
| age = 39
| height = 7 fulm 7 ilm
| weight = 380 Ponze
| eyes = White
| hair = Green with white highlights
| complexion = Black skin
| build = Muscular and Tall
| features = Monk dots on forehead
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| fc = Pathfinder
| guardian = Menphina
| sexuality = 3 on the Kinsey Scale
| occupation = •Chief Medical NCO •First Lieutenant for Limsa
| education = Extensive Medical training and Alchemy
| marital = In a Relationship [[Salvius Dunois]]
| alignment = Good
| strength = 3
| pdef = 2
| dex = 3
| mdef = 10
| prowess = 2
| luck = 9
| magic = 10
| intelligence = 10
|}}

== Background ==
Swygyn is a officer for the Maelstrom. He and his comrade Tal have been fighting in battles for some time. The tall dark Roe is also a bit of a lightweight when it comes to drinking. Opposed to most sea wolves Swygyn abandoned his namesake and chose a moniker that was given to him in the military. His name means Silent Whit Grey son

== Personality ==

Swygyn is lighthearted enjoys jokes and people. He will go out of his way to save innocent people. He is kind to a fault. Swygyn treats his friends and sometimes even new acquaintances like family and will fiercely defend them. Some might even refer to him as being "jolly". Swyg doesn't get angry.

=== Religion ===

Does not openly worship the twelve

=== Quirks ===

Has a thing about "hats".

=== Hobbies ===

The Tall Roes hobbies include Gambling, Drinking, Mixing potions for restorative or lewd effects.

=== Positive & Negative traits ===

'''Positive traits'''

::* Kind
::* Strong Willed
::* Gentle

'''
'''Negative traits'''

::* Kindness (Gets him hurt or in trouble)
::* Lightweight

== Combat ==

Swygyn prefers to stay at the back of a fight keeping his distance and blasting the enemy with spells.

== Likes & Dislikes ==

=== Likes ===

::* Authentic People
::* Potions
::* Reading
::* Gambling

=== Dislikes ===

::* Hangovers
::* Not being strong enough
::* Running out of wine

== Swygyn the Legacy ==

=== Early Years ===

Swygyn does not know to much of his past. Of what he knows is that his family came from Ul'dah and that they were happy. His parents having died of disease caused him to study medicine. Most of his young life he spent on the streets and in libraries learning as much as he could to prevent further loss of life. Then when he was old enough to enlist he left home for Limsa Lominsa.

=== Teens ===

Upon arriving in Limsa Lominsa he immediately joined the Maelstrom and began his long journey into medicine and alchemy. Studying as hard as he could on the side. After his training was complete and he was a cadet he met another Roegadyn named Tal.
Though that was the last time Swygyn would see this Cadet for many years.

=== Adult ===

After rising in ranks of the Maelstrom Swygyn started being called to all sorts of battles his kind nature being a curse refusing to not give up and save as many lives as he could. This is when he ran into Tal again. They fought side by side through a number of battles and became quick friends. During one battle a young girl was on the battlefield and Swygyn saw no other choice but to protect her he ran into the line of fire getting shot through the torso a number of times. He managed to get the girl to safety and collapsing from blood loss. he awoke weeks later having been patched up. The dark skinned Roe immediately wanted to go back out there to help. Years passed and the fighting subsided Swygyn now goes around as a healer and medicine man helping those who need it. He still keeps in contact with Tal and both now belong to the same Free company. It was recently revealed to Tal that Swyg can no longer channel magic because of the wounds on his back.

== Family & Relationships (NPCs) ==

Swygyn has no family as they had died when he was young. His one true friend is Tal.

== Relationships (other RPCs) ==

<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Current Partner/Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Crush/Platonic Love/Deep Affection     <font style="color:##191900;" size="3">♥</font> Former Lover    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#191900;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing     </center>

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Tal Raith]] This is Swygyn's war buddy. Swygyn knows nothing of his past or where he came from but the two can usually be found next to one another. Tal usually ends up being around Swyg when he least expects it. But has recently shown to have a big heart for Swyg. Tal is the closest thing he has to a best friend.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Okhi Lyehga]] A young Roe Swygyn had sold medicine to and has been helping take care of her dying parents.

<font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Salvius Dunois]] A young attractive Elezen he had met while on patrol in Couerthas. He tended to the young woman's leg and got her out of the cold. At first he didn't know what to make of her other than she was genuinely distressed about being framed. The large Roe believed her and offered to be of any service to her. Having spent some time with the Elezen and hearing her real name Lorraine. Swyg started to have a crush on her. After being in each others company for awhile Swyg got the courage to asker her on a date. It went well enough that by the end of it decided to be together.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Mother Hazelbud]] A odd Elezen who spends most her time cleaning and taking care of the folks in the free company Swyg was a part of. The two talked a for a bit and it turned out she wanted to learn more about Alchemy so Swyg agreed to teach her.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ardent Dawn]] Bumped into Swyg at the docks of Limsa. Swyg learned a bit of her past, her almost sad nature dulled Swyg's normally happy self. She offered for him to come stay at Eventide if he ever desired to.

== Rumors (True and Untrue)==

=== Common Rumors ===

::* '''"I have seen that rock-biter get stabbed and beat defending a person in a brawl." Limsan Barkeep
::* '''"I do not think I have ever seen someone this good at Triple Triad he robbed the poor man." Golden Saucer employee
::* '''"I think I saw another dark skinned roe carrying him out of the bar, looked like he had half a ale." Wench Patron

=== Moderate Rumors ===

::* '''"Isn't he the Roe who was tending to all the wounded." Maelstrom soldier

=== Rare Rumors ===

::* '''"I once saw Swygyn changing his armor man has these huge scars on his back wonder how that happened." Clothing shop owner

=== RPC Rumors ===
Add your own.

::* '''"This is the sweetest old man I have ever met so helpful." [[Okhi Lyehga]]
::* '''"Damned hardheaded fool. Hard to stay mad at him though." [[Salvius Dunois]]'''
::* '''"Ol Swyg? Well, I ain't religious, but the man's a damn saint as far as I'm concerned." [[Tal Raith]]'''

SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn

2015-09-21T16:23:11Z

Talwraith: /* RPC Rumors */

{{LanInfoBox
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| name = SwygynWyzn Thosinsyn
| title = The Light in the Storm
| image = Jebus.jpg
| caption = "Let the winds of change flow through you."
| main_job = • White Mage<br>• Scholar<br>
| crafting = • Alchemist<br>
| server = Balmung
| role = Healer
| gender = Male
| age = 39
| height = 7 fulm 7 ilm
| weight = 380 Ponze
| eyes = White
| hair = Green with white highlights
| complexion = Black skin
| build = Muscular and Tall
| features = Monk dots on forehead
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| fc = Pathfinder
| guardian = Menphina
| sexuality = 3 on the Kinsey Scale
| occupation = •Chief Medical NCO •First Lieutenant for Limsa
| education = Extensive Medical training and Alchemy
| marital = In a Relationship [[Salvius Dunois]]
| alignment = Good
| strength = 3
| pdef = 2
| dex = 3
| mdef = 10
| prowess = 2
| luck = 9
| magic = 10
| intelligence = 10
|}}

== Background ==
Swygyn is a officer for the Maelstrom. He and his comrade Tal have been fighting in battles for some time. The tall dark Roe is also a bit of a lightweight when it comes to drinking. Opposed to most sea wolves Swygyn abandoned his namesake and chose a moniker that was given to him in the military. His name means Silent Whit Grey son

== Personality ==

Swygyn is lighthearted enjoys jokes and people. He will go out of his way to save innocent people. He is kind to a fault. Swygyn treats his friends and sometimes even new acquaintances like family and will fiercely defend them. Some might even refer to him as being "jolly". Swyg doesn't get angry.

=== Religion ===

Does not openly worship the twelve

=== Quirks ===

Has a thing about "hats".

=== Hobbies ===

The Tall Roes hobbies include Gambling, Drinking, Mixing potions for restorative or lewd effects.

=== Positive & Negative traits ===

'''Positive traits'''

::* Kind
::* Strong Willed
::* Gentle

'''
'''Negative traits'''

::* Kindness (Gets him hurt or in trouble)
::* Lightweight

== Combat ==

Swygyn prefers to stay at the back of a fight keeping his distance and blasting the enemy with spells.

== Likes & Dislikes ==

=== Likes ===

::* Authentic People
::* Potions
::* Reading
::* Gambling

=== Dislikes ===

::* Hangovers
::* Not being strong enough
::* Running out of wine

== Swygyn the Legacy ==

=== Early Years ===

Swygyn does not know to much of his past. Of what he knows is that his family came from Ul'dah and that they were happy. His parents having died of disease caused him to study medicine. Most of his young life he spent on the streets and in libraries learning as much as he could to prevent further loss of life. Then when he was old enough to enlist he left home for Limsa Lominsa.

=== Teens ===

Upon arriving in Limsa Lominsa he immediately joined the Maelstrom and began his long journey into medicine and alchemy. Studying as hard as he could on the side. After his training was complete and he was a cadet he met another Roegadyn named Tal.
Though that was the last time Swygyn would see this Cadet for many years.

=== Adult ===

After rising in ranks of the Maelstrom Swygyn started being called to all sorts of battles his kind nature being a curse refusing to not give up and save as many lives as he could. This is when he ran into Tal again. They fought side by side through a number of battles and became quick friends. During one battle a young girl was on the battlefield and Swygyn saw no other choice but to protect her he ran into the line of fire getting shot through the torso a number of times. He managed to get the girl to safety and collapsing from blood loss. he awoke weeks later having been patched up. The dark skinned Roe immediately wanted to go back out there to help. Years passed and the fighting subsided Swygyn now goes around as a healer and medicine man helping those who need it. He still keeps in contact with Tal and both now belong to the same Free company. It was recently revealed to Tal that Swyg can no longer channel magic because of the wounds on his back.

== Family & Relationships (NPCs) ==

Swygyn has no family as they had died when he was young. His one true friend is Tal.

== Relationships (other RPCs) ==

<center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Current Partner/Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Crush/Platonic Love/Deep Affection     <font style="color:##191900;" size="3">♥</font> Former Lover    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#191900;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing     </center>

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Tal Raith]] This is Swygyn's war buddy. Swygyn knows nothing of his past or where he came from but the two can usually be found next to one another. Tal usually ends up being around Swyg when he least expects it. But has recently shown to have a big heart for Swyg. Tal is the closest thing he has to a best friend.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Okhi Lyehga]] A young Roe Swygyn had sold medicine to and has been helping take care of her dying parents.

<font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Salvius Dunois]] A young attractive Elezen he had met while on patrol in Couerthas. He tended to the young woman's leg and got her out of the cold. At first he didn't know what to make of her other than she was genuinely distressed about being framed. The large Roe believed her and offered to be of any service to her. Having spent some time with the Elezen and hearing her real name Lorraine. Swyg started to have a crush on her. After being in each others company for awhile Swyg got the courage to asker her on a date. It went well enough that by the end of it decided to be together.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Mother Hazelbud]] A odd Elezen who spends most her time cleaning and taking care of the folks in the free company Swyg was a part of. The two talked a for a bit and it turned out she wanted to learn more about Alchemy so Swyg agreed to teach her.

<font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ardent Dawn]] Bumped into Swyg at the docks of Limsa. Swyg learned a bit of her past, her almost sad nature dulled Swyg's normally happy self. She offered for him to come stay at Eventide if he ever desired to.

== Rumors (True and Untrue)==

=== Common Rumors ===

::* '''"I have seen that rock-biter get stabbed and beat defending a person in a brawl." Limsan Barkeep
::* '''"I do not think I have ever seen someone this good at Triple Triad he robbed the poor man." Golden Saucer employee
::* '''"I think I saw another dark skinned roe carrying him out of the bar, looked like he had half a ale." Wench Patron

=== Moderate Rumors ===

::* '''"Isn't he the Roe who was tending to all the wounded." Maelstrom soldier

=== Rare Rumors ===

::* '''"I once saw Swygyn changing his armor man has these huge scars on his back wonder how that happened." Clothing shop owner

=== RPC Rumors ===
Add your own.

::* '''"This is the sweetest old man I have ever met so helpful." [[Okhi Lyehga]]
::* '''"Damned hardheaded fool. Hard to stay mad at him though." [[Salvius Dunois]]'''
::* '''"Ol Swyg? Well, I ain't religious, but that bastard's a saint as far as I'm concerned." [[Tal Raith]]'''

Tal Raith

2015-09-12T15:37:27Z

Talwraith: One more like.

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Animals (Especially chocobos)

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
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Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font>
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<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-09-12T15:36:50Z

Talwraith: /* Personality */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.

Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him. Finally, Tal displays a surprisingly bright and gentle side when it comes to children and animals.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
:
Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-09-10T00:48:24Z

Talwraith: Fixing up some formatting in Personality and Appearance

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.

In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.

Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.
Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
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Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.

Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-09-10T00:47:04Z

Talwraith: /* Appearance & Personality */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.
In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.
Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.
Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him.

Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.
Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font>
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: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''':

Tal Raith

2015-09-10T00:46:29Z

Talwraith: /* Appearance & Personality */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image = Talninjamael.png
| caption = "How strong is your will to live?"
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%"> Tal Raith is a man marked by shadows. Nothing more than a few years back is certain of him, and even now his work often sends him down routes where prying eyes are far from welcome. Questions about his family or his home are met with jokes or ridiculous tales, sometimes with a hidden edge for those too curious. Despite all this, Tal has managed to earn a fair bit of renown during his time in the light. Prolific adventurer and bare knuckled do-gooder, merciless drill sergeant and noisy tavern regular, the soot-skinned roe has come to play a great many parts in a short time.
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good Booze
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Laughing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Simple Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Staying Sharp
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Healers

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People who are too nosy
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Preying on the weak
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Paperwork
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sleeping

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Tells stories of how he used to be weak for strong drink and soft women, but age has tempered these.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Suffers partial anosmia and a similarly diminished sense of taste.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Numerous, though partial to qiqirn firewater.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Dependencies: Magical healing. The intensity of Tal's physical training puts such stress on his system that without regular attention from a magical healer of some sort, he would quickly destroy his own body.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
:
Tal's personality ranges from gruff and shifty eyed to back slaps and belly laughs, depending on his company, resulting in some vary discrepant opinions of him floating around.
His most jovial moods can generally be found in the company of good liquor and friends. Although Tal himself takes extensive measures to keep himself from actually getting drunk, the mere presence of alcohol seems to raise his spirits. More than a few taverns have seen a haggard figure of a road worn Roe melt into a raucous storm of laughter and decidedly sailorly vocabulary. This attitude is also responsible for more than a few rumors floating around about Tal, since the mixture of taverns and good humor generally mean that any questions about his past are met with an elaborate tall tale. Most who know the man well enough just laugh the stories off, but a few naive recruits have wandered into the world, half drunk and wondering over how a long lost prince could end up as their drill sergeant.
In the middle spectrum is his attitude when acting in his capacity as a Maelstrom officer. Generally formal and upright when meeting new officers, he tends to quickly pick up on casual attitudes and can be depended on to quickly ease into a more rough and sergeant-like attitude. In contrast to this is his behavior when dealing with fresh recruits. Tal frequently volunteers for training duty, and seems to take a an almost worrying amount of glee in breaking in new troops. More than a few privates have gone to sleep with Tal's voice ringing in their ears and his inscrutable gaze burned into the back of their eyes. Terror though he is to some of the troops, even the most sore among them don't dare to accuse him of abusing his authority. For every back-breaking task he sets to them, the roe takes on two himself, all but taunting his charges every step of the way.
Gruff as his persona drilling would be soldiers into shape is, it's a far cry from his most grim. For that, one would need to find Tal on the job as an adventurer. While some of the tasks he takes up may call for more levity, the darker and colder among them bring out a stony, inhuman side to the roe. This side of Tal is rarely witnessed by those who know him in other walks, which has led to a sort of duality among rumors about him. So strikingly different is his character when in this mode that those who come across him while on the hunt would likely swear him a completely different person from the officer in Limsa.
Though less common, a few other faces of his pop up from time to time. Among the Maelstrom's headquarters for instance, Tal has a reputation for ingratiating himself to medics that make their way to the higher ranks. More than a few jokes have been passed around about his "courting" habits while Tal tracked down a newly promoted conjurer, often with a few choice bits of personal information and a favored vintage in hand. Another rarely seen side is the gentle, almost paternal personality he shows to those who are genuinely scared. Typically a fresh faced recruit, preparing for his first real foray onto the fields of death, shaken and numb, can expect an unexpectedly personal anecdote from the grey behemoth; A coarsely phrased story about some past battlefield or some other venue for worldly wisdom meant to inspire them enough to not trip over their own spears. These little breakthroughs are fairly rare, however, and typically denied in more public setting by Tal, giving them an almost mythical status among those serving under him.

Although perceptions of him as a person may vary, his appearance is unmistakable. Tal is a veritable golem. Large, even for a Roegadyn, every inch of his smoke shaded physique seems to have been carved from granite, into layers upon layers of compact muscle. Despite his often rough behavior, Tal is quite fastidious about personal hygiene, taking care to make full use of whatever tools he finds available to keep himself clean and well groomed. In particular, he shaves his head religiously. If he didn't, one could expect a head of thick, black hair, streaked with early traces of grey, just like in his well trimmed beard.
Beyond his looming build and gleaming cranium, Tal has several notable physical traits in the form of several significant scars. The first that one would likely notice, is the network of varied cuts that surround his eyes. Dense and numerous in bands reaching just out to his eyebrows, these scars vanish abruptly, giving way to largely unmarked skin on the rest of his head. The next most noticeable would be over his right shoulder. A long, starburst gash, centered on a patch of burned skin. Finally, a pale, dendritic pattern runs down the back of his left calf, converging into a frozen lightning burst of raised skin on the back of his left heel. These last two are fairly treasured by Tal, the marks left from battle with primals, and though he rarely has the opportunity to show them off, he revels in every chance he gets to tell their stories.

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

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

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

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

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

2015-09-09T23:24:48Z

Talwraith: Added more, still a long way to go.

Tal Raith

2015-09-09T22:45:57Z

Talwraith: First push of Tal Raith's profile (Very incomplete)

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tal Raith
| image =
| imagewidth =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Seawolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 40-ish
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Maelstrom Crisis Officer
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'7" 400 Ponze
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Kinsey 1
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = None known.
}}

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File:Talninjamael.png

2015-09-09T22:43:16Z

Talwraith: First profile shot for Tal Raeth in his ninja gear in Limsa.

First profile shot for Tal Raeth in his ninja gear in Limsa.