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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
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| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 148 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
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| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Relationship with [[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah was dismissed from the Medical Division by Umi, and Ellion, the leader of the Night Blades himself, wished her gone from the mansion. Altaeirh Azareal was her only advocate; he felt that he understood what she was so afraid of. He gave Temariah council, which only galvanized Temariah to be rid of her Conjury, in the same way that Altaeirh had lost his. After this endeavor failed, she returned to the Night Blades manor with the ideal that she must be meant to use her power, instead of keeping it for only the Elementals' whims.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You ever meet a beauty that challenges you in every way? That constantly pushes you just as hard as you push her? And even beyond all that, you can't help but enjoy her company? That be Temariah.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Altaeirh Azareal''': Though their relationship began on a rocky note, Temariah has come to respect (sometimes rather grudgingly) this fair-haired Hyur.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''M'sato Tia''': This surly, gruff, orange-haired Seeker has managed to get under the thick skin of Temariah's icy facade, and has earned himself a place on her list of eternal damnation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=89999</id>
		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=89999"/>
		<updated>2015-05-06T14:29:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah was dismissed from the Medical Division by Umi, and Ellion, the leader of the Night Blades himself, wished her gone from the mansion. Altaeirh Azareal was her only advocate; he felt that he understood what she was so afraid of. He gave Temariah council, which only galvanized Temariah to be rid of her Conjury, in the same way that Altaeirh had lost his. After this endeavor failed, she returned to the Night Blades manor with the ideal that she must be meant to use her power, instead of keeping it for only the Elementals' whims.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You ever meet a beauty that challenges you in every way? That constantly pushes you just as hard as you push her? And even beyond all that, you can't help but enjoy her company? That be Temariah.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to hold onto him like a bear trap.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-23T21:14:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You ever meet a beauty that challenges you in every way? That constantly pushes you just as hard as you push her? And even beyond all that, you can't help but enjoy her company? That be Temariah.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to hold onto him like a bear trap.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-23T21:13:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You ever meet a beauty that challenges you in every way? That constantly pushes you just as hard as you push her? And even beyond all that, you can't help but enjoy her company? That be Temariah.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to hold onto him like a bear trap.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=87738"/>
		<updated>2015-04-23T20:51:01Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tending plantlife &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to hold onto him like a bear trap.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-23T20:37:58Z</updated>

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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You ever meet a beauty that challenges you in every way? That constantly pushes you just as hard as you push her? And even beyond all that, you can't help but enjoy her company? That be Temariah.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to &amp;quot;hold onto him like a bear trap.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-23T20:37:06Z</updated>

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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
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| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
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| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. His willingness to help her regardless of his own well-being eventually caused Temariah to open up to him, and once she realized that he meant something to her, she was determined to &amp;quot;hold onto him like a bear trap.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-20T07:00:36Z</updated>

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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
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| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
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| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
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| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself, though evidence of her emotion is obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya is a spunky, cosmically energized Miqo'te who singled Temariah out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Barnabaix_Haurtfelle|Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]''': This tall, dark Elezen constantly challenges and pushes Temariah far outside of her comfort zone, poking, prodding, and asking far, ''far'' too many questions. Recent events forced Temariah to seek his help, and this show of weakness prompted Temariah to reveal a bit more of herself to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-20T06:50:29Z</updated>

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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 148 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
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| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Personality&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Solitude &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pity &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Condescension &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Potions or poisons of any kind &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Herblore &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tending plantlife &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dodging Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Drink : Sangria &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weather : Rain &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Season : Spring &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Color : Dark blue &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Scent : Morning dew on flowers &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Alduin Nightsong''': A dusky skinned Elezen whom Temariah befriended as a child. He was a steadying force for Temariah throughout the turmoil in her early adulthood, though his sudden disappearance a year after the Calamity broke her trust in him, despite his recent return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''O'ndanya Mitnu''': Anya singled Tem out as a lost soul of the Night Blades, and made it a personal goal to help her recover. Her constant support and friendship, though not much reciprocated, has helped pull Temariah through many a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-20T06:41:48Z</updated>

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| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 148 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Solitude &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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| titlebg1 = #CEE3F6&lt;br /&gt;
| titlebg2 = #CEE3F6&lt;br /&gt;
| bg2 = white&lt;br /&gt;
| bg4 = white&lt;br /&gt;
| border = #2E2E2E&lt;br /&gt;
| bg3 = #2E2E2E&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 148 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Physical Description&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Personality&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;History&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. She revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. Temariah struggled to live up to Umi's high expectations, culminating in her failure to aetherically heal her allies during a tense mission.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Solitude &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pity &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Condescension &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Potions or poisons of any kind &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Herblore &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tending plantlife &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dodging Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Drink : Sangria &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weather : Rain &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Season : Spring &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Color : Dark blue &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Scent : Morning dew on flowers &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-20T06:35:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-20T06:34:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's an adorable thing, especially when she blushes.  Also, an unflappable professional when it comes to her craft.  Trust me, I tried derailin' her.  It didn't quite work out.&amp;quot; - [[Steel Wolf]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cute and interestin' lass. Seems t' have a lot o' baggage though.&amp;quot; - [[Barnabaix Haurtfelle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=86755</id>
		<title>Steel Wolf</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=86755"/>
		<updated>2015-04-19T18:14:25Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: /* What PCs are saying */  just a minor edit to my rumor for you!&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Steel Wolf&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Roegadyn&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = half Sea Wolf/half Hellsguard&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Profession&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = bodyguard and sellsword&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Oschon&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Characteristics==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Nicknames''': Steel, Sthalwilf&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Age''': 33&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Nameday''': 32nd day of the sixth umbral moon&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gender''': female&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Sexuality''': straight&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Marital Status''': single&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Alignment''': lawful neutral&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Height''': 7 fulms 10 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Weight''': 220 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Body''': powerfully muscular with a generous bosom, described as having a dockworker's body&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Hair''': pink-black&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Eyes''': golden yellow&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Skin''': pale grey&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Clothing''': mostly heavy armors, with simple, comfortable clothing favored in downtime&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sthalwilf Maemrstymmwyn, as her name suggests, is the daughter of Hammer Voice and noted piratess Eyriswerd Keltkhan AKA &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, captain of The Midnight Kestrel. Steel's life growing up in the thalassocracy was unremarkable by Lominsan standards. Her father was delighted when his baby daughter grasped for his smithing hammer when she was a toddler, and he set to involving her in his trade at every opportunity. Her interest in the arts of armorsmithing and swordplay led her into full training in swordsmanship and light training in armorsmithing, though she was never fully admitted as a member of Naldiq and Vymelli's. Despite this, she embroiled herself in her training and grew up into a powerful example of the Roegadyn race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steel Wolf had no aspirations beyond living her days out in Limsa Lominsa until she had met a Roegadyn man named White Stream. The two had a practically idyllic romance penned by bards--their connection was immediate, and the courtship whirlwind. A student of Naldiq and Vymelli's, their shared desire to become the finest smiths in Limsa Lominsa was one of many passions they shared. &lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after White Stream was granted the clearance to open his own armory, the two of them married and they set to pulling together the funds to create Steel Wolf Arms--a armorsmith shop named in her honor. To fund the venture, the pair took to adventuring, keeping themselves to leves and security needs of the greater La Noscean area. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The days leading to Dalamud's descent saw White Stream being called to further lands and more dangerous exploits, while Steel continued to aid the defense of La Noscea. Finally, on the eve of the Battle of Carteneau, White Stream was called away to bolster the ranks of the Maelstrom. Despite her protests and her own substantial skill, she was ordered to sequester herself into shelter. &lt;br /&gt;
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White Stream would never return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After the rebuilding efforts began to bear fruit, and Steel Wolf was granted time to mourn her slain husband, she began to re-focus her efforts on the original plan the couple had made. Presenting herself to Naldiq and Vymelli's for official training, she began the long process to becoming a recognized armorsmith of the Guild. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today, she continues her personal quest to see her fallen husband's wishes come true, as well as renewing herself to the cause of liberty for all of Eorzea which he died for. To supplement her schooling, she has once more taken up adventuring, offering herself to the Maelstrom's service. Day by day, she begins to hear the siren call of adventure in lands across the realm, her attentions slowly moving from building shields to becoming one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Personality==&lt;br /&gt;
Despite the tragedies she had faced at the fall of Dalamud, Steel Wolf remains overall upbeat and optimistic. She is almost always wearing a smile or a smirk of some kind, and is usually ready with a quip or a joke, good or bad, wanted or not. As a product of both Hellsguard and Sea Wolf rearing, she is almost always at odds with her duality in terms of how she presents herself: one moment she'll joke and brag, another moment she'll become reserved and incredibly polite. Even her speaking is caught in between the seafaring brogue inherent of Lominsans and the measured, clear speech of the Hellsguard. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When in battle, Steel's attitude completely changes. Levity gives way to cold precision, and she usually is laser focused on taking down those who threaten the ones she's charged to protect or who would threaten her personally. Years of training with the sword and shield have allowed her to gather and cut down foes with relative ease, and her keen sense of battlefield awareness lends her to being the front of the charge. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recent personal events have begun to darken Steel's overall demeanour. An attack during a personal anniversary at the lichyard and time spent with the Amalj'aa has shown her some of the darker aspects of the world and herself, and has opened her mind to the concepts of focused rage and cold assault over valiance. As such, she has recently been seen hefting a large axe and carrying herself with a greater sense of power. She has not turned away from the plights of the realm, but she has adjusted away from the concepts of heroism and leaned more into the realm of aggressive force and doing what must be done at all costs. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Affiliations and Known Associates==&lt;br /&gt;
Steel has a loose association with the Maelstrom, operating under conscription than any part of the official rank and file.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
* drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* making gil&lt;br /&gt;
* spending gil&lt;br /&gt;
* creating and maintaining heavy armor&lt;br /&gt;
* cake&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
* Garleans and Garlemald&lt;br /&gt;
* The Sultansworn, though more ideological disapproval than dislike&lt;br /&gt;
* cowards&lt;br /&gt;
* bad beer&lt;br /&gt;
* most merchants&lt;br /&gt;
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===Areas of Expertise===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Martial''': Steel's primary proficiency is with the heavy weapons of war--swords and axes in specific, though her current preference is for the axe.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Crafting''': Steel is a journeyman armorer, able to fashion and maintain most styles of armor.  Her work is basic and functional, lacking high levels of quality or excessive filigree.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Other''': Steel has some aetheric ability, though she has to read notes from a grimoire in order to perform any magic.  This ability is very meager at best, however.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Strengths===&lt;br /&gt;
* immense physical strength&lt;br /&gt;
* fierce battler&lt;br /&gt;
* willing to do most any job for gil&lt;br /&gt;
* friendly conversationalist&lt;br /&gt;
* loyal friend&lt;br /&gt;
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===Weaknesses===&lt;br /&gt;
* prone to fixating on the past&lt;br /&gt;
* tends to charge into impossible odds&lt;br /&gt;
* known to have a temper&lt;br /&gt;
* heavy drinker&lt;br /&gt;
* terrible in private/dating situations&lt;br /&gt;
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==Other Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
===Religion===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is generally agnostic, choosing to not directly revere the Twelve.  Her life has been self-focused, and the machinations of gil and its use for survival have her worshipping hunt and job boards over deities.  &lt;br /&gt;
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===Equipment===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is a small mobile fortress, of sorts, seen often in heavy armor and axe, with her chocobo Guldblyss laden with a large enough pack to see her through long trips across Eorzea for weeks at a time away from an established camp.  In the moments when she's in a major town, she's usually very simply dressed.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rumours===&lt;br /&gt;
The following rumours can be heard about Steel, predominantly in Limsa Lominsa or Ul'dah. (If your character has an opinion about her, feel free to add it here.)&lt;br /&gt;
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====Common rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a wanted criminal and consorts with many like her&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a former pirate&lt;br /&gt;
* She has a penis (this rumor was spread by a particularly surly drunk she had kicked out of the Missing Member)&lt;br /&gt;
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====Uncommon rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a bodyguard and strong arm for a large crime syndicate&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a murderer&lt;br /&gt;
* She was ousted by the Sultansworn and stricken from the list of acting Free Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
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====Rare rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She has had numerous fights with the Sultansworn&lt;br /&gt;
* She slaughtered people needlessly at the Lichyard of Adama Landama&lt;br /&gt;
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====What PCs are saying====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!-- Add your rumour here below by copying the below line and replacing the &amp;quot;My rumour here!&amp;quot; text with your rumour.&lt;br /&gt;
* My rumour here!&lt;br /&gt;
--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;...The woman was flirting with me while I was trying to give her a medical examination.&amp;quot; - [[Temariah Dawnsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Sthal is a dear friend. She may be headstrong and more than a little crude, but she's a good heart. That said, woe untae the soul who earns her ire.&amp;quot; -- [[Brynhilde Wulf]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Steel Wolf. I think I learned much from her. Not to mention I'm almost certain she's strong enough to cleave through 10 behemoths in one stroke. Also she teased me a few times when...something happened to me. I do wonder when I'll cross paths with her again.&amp;quot; - [[Kurt Steel]]&lt;br /&gt;
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===Known Haunts===&lt;br /&gt;
You might have run into or otherwise know Steel from:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Naldiq &amp;amp; Vymelli's&lt;br /&gt;
* The Missing Member&lt;br /&gt;
* The Drowning Wench&lt;br /&gt;
* Whitebrim Front in Coerthas&lt;br /&gt;
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===OOC Inspirations===&lt;br /&gt;
The ship name for &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, The Midnight Kestrel, is a reference to a character by the same name created in the MMORPG game &amp;quot;City of Heroes&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
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Information listed in this Wiki is considered common knowledge, particularly by those who are long-time residence of Limsa Lominsa or veterans of the Battle of Carteneau. Otherwise, RP from complete strangers assumes no prior knowledge of Steel Wolf's history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Nyxh_Jakkya&amp;diff=83725</id>
		<title>Nyxh Jakkya</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Nyxh_Jakkya&amp;diff=83725"/>
		<updated>2015-04-07T12:13:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: /* PC Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Nyxh Jakkya &lt;br /&gt;
| image = Nyxh.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female &lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper of the Moon &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 21&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 4'11&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Engaged&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Sexuality&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
Nyxh was raised in a small Keeper village deep within the Twelveswood alongside her half-sister Kiht Jakkya...&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
A small, dark Keeper of the Moon with ashen skin and black hair (When it isn't dyed). She has two star tattoos under her right eye that match the amethyst color of her eyes. She's especially proud of her fangs and is fond of showing them while smiling or laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Naps&lt;br /&gt;
::* Sweets (Especially Chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Arrogant People&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pointless Arguments&lt;br /&gt;
::* Homosexual Male Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Favorite Food: Red Meat&lt;br /&gt;
::* Favorite Drink: Tea (With lots of Sugar)&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Kiht Jakkya]]: Nyxh's Half-Sister. The two were raised together, but recent events have caused the sisters to grow apart...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[E'shtola Halha]]: Nyxh's Mate. A Stubborn, foul-mouthed Seeker that has been there for Nyxh when she needed someone the most, showing a softer side of herself that very few have ever seen in the process. The pair have been near inseparable since beginning their relationship, and have just recently decided to take part in the Eternal Bonding ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Various Jakkya Cousins: Notably; Taiga, Khloe, Zakkn'a...&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
* R'shesha Otharn: A Strong traditional Seeker of the Sun. Her often wise words of advice and stalwart friendship have become something Nyxh admires about the woman, if only she didn't have a strange obsession with giving hugs...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Nihka Mioni: A mysterious, yet brilliant Moon-Keeper. Even though the woman has a speech-impediment that makes conversation difficult, She has become one of few people Nyxh truly considers a friend. Well, that and having the adorable infant, Sehki, doesn't hurt either..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Rhela Molkot: A strange woman that Nyxh jokingly reefers to as a 'Nun'. The young Keeper woman has been a recent source of advice and friendship for Nyxh, something she won't soon forget...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Rinh'li Nelhah: Kiht's Mate. A Sensitive yet fiercely loyal Male who has become the closest thing Nyxh has to a brother. The two have become confidants to each other's thoughts and worries. Truly someone Nyxh feels she can always call on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
* Khloe Lyhega: Once one of Nyxh's closest friends, and for a brief time, lover. But recent events have strained their friendship beyond the breaking point. Someone that Nyxh wouldn't piss on in they were on fire...&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Minx? I sincerely hope to never see her again.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Annotations==&lt;br /&gt;
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This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83658</id>
		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83658"/>
		<updated>2015-04-07T00:42:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenbg = #CEE3F6&lt;br /&gt;
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| titlebg1 = #CEE3F6&lt;br /&gt;
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| bg4 = white&lt;br /&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83657"/>
		<updated>2015-04-07T00:36:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-07T00:31:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
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| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0174DF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-07T00:30:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83651</id>
		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83651"/>
		<updated>2015-04-07T00:27:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T23:56:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T23:49:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
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| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T23:43:53Z</updated>

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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
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| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
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| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:48:35Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:45:32Z</updated>

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| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
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| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:37:58Z</updated>

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| titlecolor = black&lt;br /&gt;
| titlebg = white&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:37:25Z</updated>

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| titlecolor = #6E6E6E&lt;br /&gt;
| titlebg = white&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Personality&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:35:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T22:34:10Z</updated>

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| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T21:49:23Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Personality&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T21:44:54Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;History&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Solitude &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Learning &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chocobos &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Swimming &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#0000FF;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Wandering &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pity &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Condescension &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#B40404;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Potions or poisons of any kind &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tending plantlife &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dodging Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing (to herself) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #D8D8D8;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Drink : Sangria &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weather : Rain &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Color : Dark blue &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:black;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Scent : Morning dew on flowers &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Relations&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Umi_kanzato|Umi Kanzato]]''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=83611</id>
		<title>Steel Wolf</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=83611"/>
		<updated>2015-04-06T21:40:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: I left you a rumor!&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Steel Wolf&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Steelavi.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Roegadyn&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = half Sea Wolf/half Hellsguard&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Profession&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = bodyguard and sellsword&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Oschon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Characteristics==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Nicknames''': Steel, Sthalwilf&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Age''': 33&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Nameday''': 32nd day of the sixth umbral moon&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gender''': female&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Sexuality''': straight&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Marital Status''': single&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Alignment''': lawful neutral&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Height''': 7 fulms 10 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Weight''': 220 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Body''': powerfully muscular with a generous bosom, described as having a dockworker's body&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Hair''': pink-black&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Eyes''': golden yellow&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Skin''': pale grey&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Clothing''': mostly heavy armors, with simple, comfortable clothing favored in downtime&lt;br /&gt;
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==History==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sthalwilf Maemrstymmwyn, as her name suggests, is the daughter of Hammer Voice and noted piratess Eyriswerd Keltkhan AKA &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, captain of The Midnight Kestrel. Steel's life growing up in the thalassocracy was unremarkable by Lominsan standards. Her father was delighted when his baby daughter grasped for his smithing hammer when she was a toddler, and he set to involving her in his trade at every opportunity. Her interest in the arts of armorsmithing and swordplay led her into full training in swordsmanship and light training in armorsmithing, though she was never fully admitted as a member of Naldiq and Vymelli's. Despite this, she embroiled herself in her training and grew up into a powerful example of the Roegadyn race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steel Wolf had no aspirations beyond living her days out in Limsa Lominsa until she had met a Roegadyn man named White Stream. The two had a practically idyllic romance penned by bards--their connection was immediate, and the courtship whirlwind. A student of Naldiq and Vymelli's, their shared desire to become the finest smiths in Limsa Lominsa was one of many passions they shared. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shortly after White Stream was granted the clearance to open his own armory, the two of them married and they set to pulling together the funds to create Steel Wolf Arms--a armorsmith shop named in her honor. To fund the venture, the pair took to adventuring, keeping themselves to leves and security needs of the greater La Noscean area. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The days leading to Dalamud's descent saw White Stream being called to further lands and more dangerous exploits, while Steel continued to aid the defense of La Noscea. Finally, on the eve of the Battle of Carteneau, White Stream was called away to bolster the ranks of the Maelstrom. Despite her protests and her own substantial skill, she was ordered to sequester herself into shelter. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
White Stream would never return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After the rebuilding efforts began to bear fruit, and Steel Wolf was granted time to mourn her slain husband, she began to re-focus her efforts on the original plan the couple had made. Presenting herself to Naldiq and Vymelli's for official training, she began the long process to becoming a recognized armorsmith of the Guild. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today, she continues her personal quest to see her fallen husband's wishes come true, as well as renewing herself to the cause of liberty for all of Eorzea which he died for. To supplement her schooling, she has once more taken up adventuring, offering herself to the Maelstrom's service. Day by day, she begins to hear the siren call of adventure in lands across the realm, her attentions slowly moving from building shields to becoming one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Personality==&lt;br /&gt;
Despite the tragedies she had faced at the fall of Dalamud, Steel Wolf remains overall upbeat and optimistic. She is almost always wearing a smile or a smirk of some kind, and is usually ready with a quip or a joke, good or bad, wanted or not. As a product of both Hellsguard and Sea Wolf rearing, she is almost always at odds with her duality in terms of how she presents herself: one moment she'll joke and brag, another moment she'll become reserved and incredibly polite. Even her speaking is caught in between the seafaring brogue inherent of Lominsans and the measured, clear speech of the Hellsguard. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When in battle, Steel's attitude completely changes. Levity gives way to cold precision, and she usually is laser focused on taking down those who threaten the ones she's charged to protect or who would threaten her personally. Years of training with the sword and shield have allowed her to gather and cut down foes with relative ease, and her keen sense of battlefield awareness lends her to being the front of the charge. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recent personal events have begun to darken Steel's overall demeanour. An attack during a personal anniversary at the lichyard and time spent with the Amalj'aa has shown her some of the darker aspects of the world and herself, and has opened her mind to the concepts of focused rage and cold assault over valiance. As such, she has recently been seen hefting a large axe and carrying herself with a greater sense of power. She has not turned away from the plights of the realm, but she has adjusted away from the concepts of heroism and leaned more into the realm of aggressive force and doing what must be done at all costs. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Affiliations and Known Associates==&lt;br /&gt;
Steel has a loose association with the Maelstrom, operating under conscription than any part of the official rank and file.  She has recently been employed by the Night Blades, a group of clandestine treasure seekers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
* drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* making gil&lt;br /&gt;
* spending gil&lt;br /&gt;
* creating and maintaining heavy armor&lt;br /&gt;
* cake&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
* Garleans and Garlemald&lt;br /&gt;
* The Sultansworn, though more ideological disapproval than dislike&lt;br /&gt;
* cowards&lt;br /&gt;
* bad beer&lt;br /&gt;
* most merchants&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Areas of Expertise===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Martial''': Steel's primary proficiency is with the heavy weapons of war--swords and axes in specific, though her current preference is for the axe.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Crafting''': Steel is a journeyman armorer, able to fashion and maintain most styles of armor.  Her work is basic and functional, lacking high levels of quality or excessive filigree.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Other''': Steel has some aetheric ability, though she has to read notes from a grimoire in order to perform any magic.  This ability is very meager at best, however.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Strengths===&lt;br /&gt;
* immense physical strength&lt;br /&gt;
* fierce battler&lt;br /&gt;
* willing to do most any job for gil&lt;br /&gt;
* friendly conversationalist&lt;br /&gt;
* loyal friend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Weaknesses===&lt;br /&gt;
* prone to fixating on the past&lt;br /&gt;
* tends to charge into impossible odds&lt;br /&gt;
* known to have a temper&lt;br /&gt;
* heavy drinker&lt;br /&gt;
* terrible in private/dating situations&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Other Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
===Religion===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is generally agnostic, choosing to not directly revere the Twelve.  Her life has been self-focused, and the machinations of gil and its use for survival have her worshipping hunt and job boards over deities.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Equipment===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is a small mobile fortress, of sorts, seen often in heavy armor and axe, with her chocobo Guldblyss laden with a large enough pack to see her through long trips across Eorzea for weeks at a time away from an established camp.  In the moments when she's in a major town, she's usually very simply dressed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rumours===&lt;br /&gt;
The following rumours can be heard about Steel, predominantly in Limsa Lominsa or Ul'dah. (If your character has an opinion about her, feel free to add it here.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Common rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a wanted criminal and consorts with many like her&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a former pirate&lt;br /&gt;
* She has a penis (this rumor was spread by a particularly surly drunk she had kicked out of the Missing Member)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Uncommon rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a bodyguard and strong arm for a large crime syndicate&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a murderer&lt;br /&gt;
* She was ousted by the Sultansworn and stricken from the list of acting Free Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Rare rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She has had numerous fights with the Sultansworn&lt;br /&gt;
* She slaughtered people needlessly at the Lichyard of Adama Landama&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====What PCs are saying====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!-- Add your rumour here below by copying the below line and replacing the &amp;quot;My rumour here!&amp;quot; text with your rumour.&lt;br /&gt;
* My rumour here!&lt;br /&gt;
--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;...Woman was flirting with me while I was trying to give her a medical examination.&amp;quot; - Temariah Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Known Haunts===&lt;br /&gt;
You might have run into or otherwise know Steel from:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Naldiq &amp;amp; Vymelli's&lt;br /&gt;
* The Missing Member&lt;br /&gt;
* The Drowning Wench&lt;br /&gt;
* Whitebrim Front in Coerthas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===OOC Inspirations===&lt;br /&gt;
The ship name for &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, The Midnight Kestrel, is a reference to a character by the same name created in the MMORPG game &amp;quot;City of Heroes&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Information listed in this Wiki is considered common knowledge, particularly by those who are long-time residence of Limsa Lominsa or veterans of the Battle of Carteneau. Otherwise, RP from complete strangers assumes no prior knowledge of Steel Wolf's history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=83610</id>
		<title>Steel Wolf</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Steel_Wolf&amp;diff=83610"/>
		<updated>2015-04-06T21:39:35Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Steel Wolf&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Steelavi.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Roegadyn&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = half Sea Wolf/half Hellsguard&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Profession&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = bodyguard and sellsword&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Oschon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Characteristics==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Nicknames''': Steel, Sthalwilf&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Age''': 33&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Nameday''': 32nd day of the sixth umbral moon&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gender''': female&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Sexuality''': straight&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Marital Status''': single&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Alignment''': lawful neutral&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Height''': 7 fulms 10 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Weight''': 220 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Body''': powerfully muscular with a generous bosom, described as having a dockworker's body&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Hair''': pink-black&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Eyes''': golden yellow&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Skin''': pale grey&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Clothing''': mostly heavy armors, with simple, comfortable clothing favored in downtime&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sthalwilf Maemrstymmwyn, as her name suggests, is the daughter of Hammer Voice and noted piratess Eyriswerd Keltkhan AKA &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, captain of The Midnight Kestrel. Steel's life growing up in the thalassocracy was unremarkable by Lominsan standards. Her father was delighted when his baby daughter grasped for his smithing hammer when she was a toddler, and he set to involving her in his trade at every opportunity. Her interest in the arts of armorsmithing and swordplay led her into full training in swordsmanship and light training in armorsmithing, though she was never fully admitted as a member of Naldiq and Vymelli's. Despite this, she embroiled herself in her training and grew up into a powerful example of the Roegadyn race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steel Wolf had no aspirations beyond living her days out in Limsa Lominsa until she had met a Roegadyn man named White Stream. The two had a practically idyllic romance penned by bards--their connection was immediate, and the courtship whirlwind. A student of Naldiq and Vymelli's, their shared desire to become the finest smiths in Limsa Lominsa was one of many passions they shared. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shortly after White Stream was granted the clearance to open his own armory, the two of them married and they set to pulling together the funds to create Steel Wolf Arms--a armorsmith shop named in her honor. To fund the venture, the pair took to adventuring, keeping themselves to leves and security needs of the greater La Noscean area. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The days leading to Dalamud's descent saw White Stream being called to further lands and more dangerous exploits, while Steel continued to aid the defense of La Noscea. Finally, on the eve of the Battle of Carteneau, White Stream was called away to bolster the ranks of the Maelstrom. Despite her protests and her own substantial skill, she was ordered to sequester herself into shelter. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
White Stream would never return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After the rebuilding efforts began to bear fruit, and Steel Wolf was granted time to mourn her slain husband, she began to re-focus her efforts on the original plan the couple had made. Presenting herself to Naldiq and Vymelli's for official training, she began the long process to becoming a recognized armorsmith of the Guild. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today, she continues her personal quest to see her fallen husband's wishes come true, as well as renewing herself to the cause of liberty for all of Eorzea which he died for. To supplement her schooling, she has once more taken up adventuring, offering herself to the Maelstrom's service. Day by day, she begins to hear the siren call of adventure in lands across the realm, her attentions slowly moving from building shields to becoming one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Personality==&lt;br /&gt;
Despite the tragedies she had faced at the fall of Dalamud, Steel Wolf remains overall upbeat and optimistic. She is almost always wearing a smile or a smirk of some kind, and is usually ready with a quip or a joke, good or bad, wanted or not. As a product of both Hellsguard and Sea Wolf rearing, she is almost always at odds with her duality in terms of how she presents herself: one moment she'll joke and brag, another moment she'll become reserved and incredibly polite. Even her speaking is caught in between the seafaring brogue inherent of Lominsans and the measured, clear speech of the Hellsguard. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When in battle, Steel's attitude completely changes. Levity gives way to cold precision, and she usually is laser focused on taking down those who threaten the ones she's charged to protect or who would threaten her personally. Years of training with the sword and shield have allowed her to gather and cut down foes with relative ease, and her keen sense of battlefield awareness lends her to being the front of the charge. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recent personal events have begun to darken Steel's overall demeanour. An attack during a personal anniversary at the lichyard and time spent with the Amalj'aa has shown her some of the darker aspects of the world and herself, and has opened her mind to the concepts of focused rage and cold assault over valiance. As such, she has recently been seen hefting a large axe and carrying herself with a greater sense of power. She has not turned away from the plights of the realm, but she has adjusted away from the concepts of heroism and leaned more into the realm of aggressive force and doing what must be done at all costs. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Affiliations and Known Associates==&lt;br /&gt;
Steel has a loose association with the Maelstrom, operating under conscription than any part of the official rank and file.  She has recently been employed by the Night Blades, a group of clandestine treasure seekers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
* drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* making gil&lt;br /&gt;
* spending gil&lt;br /&gt;
* creating and maintaining heavy armor&lt;br /&gt;
* cake&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
* Garleans and Garlemald&lt;br /&gt;
* The Sultansworn, though more ideological disapproval than dislike&lt;br /&gt;
* cowards&lt;br /&gt;
* bad beer&lt;br /&gt;
* most merchants&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Areas of Expertise===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Martial''': Steel's primary proficiency is with the heavy weapons of war--swords and axes in specific, though her current preference is for the axe.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Crafting''': Steel is a journeyman armorer, able to fashion and maintain most styles of armor.  Her work is basic and functional, lacking high levels of quality or excessive filigree.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Other''': Steel has some aetheric ability, though she has to read notes from a grimoire in order to perform any magic.  This ability is very meager at best, however.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Strengths===&lt;br /&gt;
* immense physical strength&lt;br /&gt;
* fierce battler&lt;br /&gt;
* willing to do most any job for gil&lt;br /&gt;
* friendly conversationalist&lt;br /&gt;
* loyal friend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Weaknesses===&lt;br /&gt;
* prone to fixating on the past&lt;br /&gt;
* tends to charge into impossible odds&lt;br /&gt;
* known to have a temper&lt;br /&gt;
* heavy drinker&lt;br /&gt;
* terrible in private/dating situations&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Other Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
===Religion===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is generally agnostic, choosing to not directly revere the Twelve.  Her life has been self-focused, and the machinations of gil and its use for survival have her worshipping hunt and job boards over deities.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Equipment===&lt;br /&gt;
Steel is a small mobile fortress, of sorts, seen often in heavy armor and axe, with her chocobo Guldblyss laden with a large enough pack to see her through long trips across Eorzea for weeks at a time away from an established camp.  In the moments when she's in a major town, she's usually very simply dressed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rumours===&lt;br /&gt;
The following rumours can be heard about Steel, predominantly in Limsa Lominsa or Ul'dah. (If your character has an opinion about her, feel free to add it here.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Common rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a wanted criminal and consorts with many like her&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a former pirate&lt;br /&gt;
* She has a penis (this rumor was spread by a particularly surly drunk she had kicked out of the Missing Member)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Uncommon rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a bodyguard and strong arm for a large crime syndicate&lt;br /&gt;
* She's a murderer&lt;br /&gt;
* She was ousted by the Sultansworn and stricken from the list of acting Free Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====Rare rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* She has had numerous fights with the Sultansworn&lt;br /&gt;
* She slaughtered people needlessly at the Lichyard of Adama Landama&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====What PCs are saying====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!-- Add your rumour here below by copying the below line and replacing the &amp;quot;My rumour here!&amp;quot; text with your rumour.&lt;br /&gt;
* My rumour here!&lt;br /&gt;
--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Steel Wolf? Yes, she was flirting with me while I was trying to give her a medical examination.&amp;quot; - Temariah Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Known Haunts===&lt;br /&gt;
You might have run into or otherwise know Steel from:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Naldiq &amp;amp; Vymelli's&lt;br /&gt;
* The Missing Member&lt;br /&gt;
* The Drowning Wench&lt;br /&gt;
* Whitebrim Front in Coerthas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===OOC Inspirations===&lt;br /&gt;
The ship name for &amp;quot;Grinning Eyri&amp;quot;, The Midnight Kestrel, is a reference to a character by the same name created in the MMORPG game &amp;quot;City of Heroes&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Information listed in this Wiki is considered common knowledge, particularly by those who are long-time residence of Limsa Lominsa or veterans of the Battle of Carteneau. Otherwise, RP from complete strangers assumes no prior knowledge of Steel Wolf's history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83603</id>
		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Temariah_Dawnsong&amp;diff=83603"/>
		<updated>2015-04-06T21:29:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
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| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T21:29:10Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T21:27:51Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T20:34:29Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T20:25:29Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T20:17:19Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D8D8D8;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:58:27Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:47:24Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:37:56Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:27:13Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:26:14Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:25:03Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:22:06Z</updated>

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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Physical Description ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Personality ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:18:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: /* Tendencies */&lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Physical Description ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Personality ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FE2E2E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Questions &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FE2E2E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Condescension &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Drink : Sangria &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weather : Rain &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Color : Dark blue &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Scent : Morning dew on flowers &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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		<title>Temariah Dawnsong</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T18:17:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Temariah: /* Tendencies */&lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Temariah Evylenne Dawnsong&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Wouldn't it be beautiful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Temariah_Portrait.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 150&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = White Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = None&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Support&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 6 fulm&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 138 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Left: sapphire, Right: violet&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Golden&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Fair&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Average&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Petite for an Elezen, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = The Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = Nymeia, the Spinner&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Student of Conjury, also in temporary employ with the Night Blades&lt;br /&gt;
| education = Limited, mostly self taught&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Neutral Good&lt;br /&gt;
| bounty = None&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = Wasted potential&lt;br /&gt;
| items = An unadorned linkpearl, a smattering of herbs with various scents and functions. Sometimes a worn leather-bound book.&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 5&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 6&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 4&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Physical Description ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing at a mere 6 fulms, she is rather short for her race. An oval face holds two large, dark eyes, one a deep blue and the other a startling violet. Minute long-since-healed scars mark the area around her right eye (the violet one), though these would not be noticeable from any distance. Her nose is a bit larger than average and slightly upturned and her lips are full and pink. Demure pointed ears grace the sides of her head, poking out from within golden, shoulder-length hair. Her neck, as well as other limbs, are long and graceful and her shoulders are broad, as befitting a purebred Elezen. A generous bust curves into a tapered waist, then flares into full (but not wide) hips. Her skin is fair, moles dotting the flesh occasionally and seemingly at random. Her lithe musculature hints at a past of physical activity, but her body has since softened, though she is by no means overweight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her voice, while obviously feminine, is not overly high pitched or piercing. It's a pleasant, melodic sound that contains a wide array of expression.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Personality ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Temariah comes off as a cool, aloof woman. She hides her emotions behind a polite facade, often seeming agreeable and pleasant at a surface level. Her naturally expressive face sometimes gives away her surprise or dismay, and she tends to blush easily and beyond her control, though her deepest and most secret thoughts are locked tightly inside. She redirects any piercing questions addressed to her with quick changes of subject or counter-questions, which can make her seem rather abrupt. She rarely asks questions of others, because, as stated, she won't answer questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a very low self image in all things, which makes her surprisingly accepting of others, regardless of their flaws. This can also make her superficially generous, since she cares little for her own material possessions or happiness, both of which she has little enough of.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to weasel their way close to her, they might find that she struggles to cope with her emotions, and generally tries to avoid or hide them, not for any cruel reason, but (like she does a great number of things) merely for simplicity's sake.&lt;br /&gt;
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== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Born to a loving mother and father, both of whom were humble Wood Wailers in Gridania, Temariah grew up wrapped in safety and compassion. From a young age, she dreamed of following in her parents' footsteps and becoming a Wood Wailer herself. Thus, on her fifteenth Name Day, this was the gift she begged of her parents: to be allowed to join them on their ventures and become a recruit of the Wood Wailers. She spent the next three years devoting herself to the Art of bowmanship, and though she was not particularly gifted, she became an Archer of some skill through determination and practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, while receiving a lesson in herblore and alchemy from her mother, Temariah mistakenly concocted a mixture that produced noxious fumes, searing her eyes. Her mother prayed to the Elementals for a token of their power, that she might heal her daughter. Her mother, not a Conjurer or Hearer, was unable to focus the tithe of power she was granted to undo what damage had already been wrought, though she did manage to prevent anything further. While Temariah's left eye remained mostly unscathed, Temariah's right eye was stained dark purple (a mixture of the bleeding and poor healing). She later realized that vision in that eye was diminished and blurry. Without the acute vision the Wildwood Elezen are known for, or even the keen sight of a trained eye, Temariah found her ability as an Archer reduced to hazardous, and she dismissed herself from the Wood Wailers. She distanced herself from those around her; only her childhood friend Alduin was able and willing to spend much time with her. Books became her truest companions, and solitude her strongest shield.&lt;br /&gt;
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No more than a year after this event, Temariah's mother was fatally wounded on a mission, and a year after this, the Calamity struck, claiming her father's life as well. Temariah closed herself off completely, secluding herself in her home until she was forced to sell it for coin. Homeless and aimless, she applied to the Conjurer's Guild, digging into her studies with an attention born of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approximately one year after Temariah became an Acolyte of Conjury, Alduin left Gridania to do some soul-searching, thinking Temariah stable enough in her new routine. Without Alduin's steady presence, however, Temariah found herself falling ever deeper into the pits of hopelessness. Her thoughts drifted more and more frequently to leaving the Twelveswood, perhaps to find Alduin, or perhaps to find her own path. A chance encounter with the Hyur Piaras Wolfwood offered Temariah a glimpse of purpose. He was the leader of a Free Company, and he sorely needed a strong healer at his side. Infatuated with him and blinded by the promise of coin, Temariah hastily signed up with the Company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alduin returned to Gridania as quickly as he had left, claiming to have come back due to his intimate feelings for Temariah. Shortly thereafter, Temariah discovered that Piaras was romantically involved with a Miqo'te woman. Besieged on all sides by troubling emotion, and ever threatened by depression, Temariah succumbed easily to the thrall of the narcotic, Somnus. It was C'lantaa Shenn, a recently-met but true friend, who uncovered Temariah's growing addiction and forced her to seek help. With the assistance of Alduin and Umi Kanzato of the Night Blades, Temariah slowly recovered her strength of body and mind. Over the course of her recovery, Temariah involuntarily began to care for Umi in a way that she hadn't cared for anyone for several years. Temariah revealed some of her fears and weaknesses, and Umi steadily believed in her even when she did not. It was inordinately upsetting, then, when Umi left the Night Blades' manse for a highly dangerous mission, alone. Following this, Temariah left the Night Blades' house, disillusioned with her attempts to strike out and find a meaning for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #81BEF7;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #82FA58;font-size:14px;color:black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Food : Sweet melon &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Drink : Sangria &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Place : Mother's grave &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weather : Rain &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Season : Spring &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Color : Dark blue &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#82FA58;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Scent : Morning dew on flowers &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;O-App-Pesi says she's one of the most talented Conjurers he's seen in ages, but I've never seen her call the elements once.&amp;quot; - Student of the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Pity she isn't more like her mother.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has the strangest eyes. One of 'em is purple!&amp;quot; - Gridanian child&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Heard her father died in the Calamity.&amp;quot; - Gridanian Wood Wailer&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Temariah? Aye, she stays at the Conjurer's Guild. No home or family to speak of, that one.&amp;quot; - Gridanian citizen&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sure, she wanders around here fairly often. Seems to prefer the company of chocobos more than Elezen.&amp;quot; - Luquelot of Bentbranch Meadows&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She keeps a cot in the catacombs here. Sometimes I wonder if she will ever step out to find her way.&amp;quot; - O-App-Pesi&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor girl, she thinks she's lost everything, and her demons keep her from finding anything else worth losing.&amp;quot; - Mother Miounne&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Please feel free to add your own rumors!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Relations&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual desire &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love  &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#996699;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Umi Kanzato''': A fair-skinned, plum-haired Keeper of the Moon who believed in Temariah and helped her recover from her run-in with Somnus. Temariah involuntarily let this Miqo'te see her vulnerabilities and fears, which led to the strongest emotional attachment she has felt since her mother. Temariah denies her feelings for Umi to everyone, including herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Formatting borrowed from Barnabaix! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Temariah</name></author>
		
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