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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Shiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=52676Haruki Aoyuki2014-09-25T11:39:44Z<p>Utano: </p>
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| gender = Male<br />
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| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
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| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
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| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=52675U'tano Kazhe2014-09-25T11:39:26Z<p>Utano: </p>
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
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| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
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| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
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| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
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Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
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From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
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Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
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'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
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'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie Mcbeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel%27naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C'kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K%27zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V%27yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M%27dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U%27zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
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'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
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'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=52674Haruki Aoyuki2014-09-25T11:38:20Z<p>Utano: </p>
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| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
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| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
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<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
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'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
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:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
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*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=52673Haruki Aoyuki2014-09-25T11:35:06Z<p>Utano: /* Resume */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=52672Haruki Aoyuki2014-09-25T11:34:48Z<p>Utano: /* Appearance */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=38465Haruki Aoyuki2014-06-16T17:30:32Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
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'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
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:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=38464Haruki Aoyuki2014-06-16T17:26:16Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[Kota Wildmane]]''' – Despite Ao’s distaste for all things hot, he finds the ring of this blacksmith’s hammer on anvil soothing and familiar. Since their introduction, Ao has been rougher than usual on his axes, frequenting the smithy to have Kota see to their repair. While there, Ao will crouch in the coolest corner away from the forge, seeming to doze as he watches Kota work. <br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
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<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33873Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-29T21:39:59Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him, true or otherwise. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33743Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-28T19:23:40Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and often delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
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<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33742Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-28T19:22:32Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*'''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''[[Dianthus Itsaul]]''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*'''[[Keroa Mosuke]]''' – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*'''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*'''[[U%27tano_Kazhe]] (alt)''' – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''[[Zarara Zara]] (alt)''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33741Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-28T19:19:42Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
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<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
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*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
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<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
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*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
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<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
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*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
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<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
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*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, this much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33740Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-28T19:19:19Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
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| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
*"I know he's quiet, and I don't know much about where he came from, but his actions speak volumes more than words ever will. He has a sincere heart, This much I can see." - [[Keroa Mosuke]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke&diff=33739Keroa Mosuke2014-04-28T19:17:28Z<p>Utano: /* Player Character */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Keroa Mosuke<br />
| image = Mosuke.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 334<br />
| caption = "Everyone bears scars, some are just harder to see."<br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Female<br />
| citizenship = Ul'dah<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Keeper of the Moon<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Place of Birth<br />
| stat_2_value = Unknown<br />
| stat_3 = Guardian<br />
| stat_3_value = Menphina, The Lover<br />
| stat_4 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_4_value = Unknown<br />
| stat_5 = Server<br />
| stat_5_value = Balmung<br />
| stat_6 = Nameday<br />
| stat_6_value = 12th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon (approx)<br />
}}&nbsp;{{Character-stub}}<br />
<br />
== Say Hello to Kero ==<br />
<br />
Keroa has been around since long before the Calamity. Being a normally withdrawn individual, she does not make many attempts to reach out and forge new connections with people. The few whom she does know, she came to meet through Arky in one way or another. <br />
* '''History :''' When asked about where she comes from, she will likely tell you that she's been with Arky since her early childhood, and that seems to be all she's willing to divulge of the topic. She found citizenship with Ul'dah some time before the Calamity. When she first arrived she was with two others, Arky and Nanokie, the latter of which was believed to be their sibling. As not many know about her, there has been no need to clarify their relationship. However a large part of Keroa's responsibilities at the time was helping Arky procure scented oils and tinctures to help hide his masculine scent, since, at the time, it was considered widely taboo for male miqo'te to travel the world freely, and the trio feared the consequences of being discovered. Since the recent emergence of male Miqo'te, Keroa enjoys teasing Arky about his "cross dressing" tendancies, even going so far as to threatening to spray perfume on him.<br />
* '''Fall of Dalamud :''' After the fall of the Allagan Satellite caused a rampaging Bahamut to sear the land, Keroa who has once been, (and still is) a well versed Thaumaturge/black mage, was forced to take up the bow and arrow. Arky had developed an acute case of Aether sickness, and any use of magic, conjury or manipulation of Aether would make him violently ill. This was the determining factor that caused Keroa to lay down her staff. <br />
* '''A Realm Reborn :''' Not much has changed of her physical appearance from then and now. She is not one to openly engage in social activities and is mostly about on the field doing one mission or another gathering coin for a purpose as yet unknown. the few times she can be seen to sit still she can most often be found at a table my herself, buried in a pile of books and paper, seeming to be studying for something. No matter where you find her she will most likely always be wearing a wide brimmed hat. The few exceptions to this rule are if she is in the presence of high class citizens, or inside where the windows are scarce. <br />
* '''A New Skillset:'''Through perseverance, training, and the aid of many hats, Keroa was able to overcome her weakness with the bow. She has become quite proficient with the art of Archery and has even taken tutelage under a once well known bard. Though she would be the first to tell you that she is under practiced, Arky has sung praises of her aim. If questioned she would say that she is not entirely ready to give up the arts of Magic, and in fact on rare occasions one could bear witness to her prowess of the Black Arts if she were in a mood most foul. <br />
<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Appearance'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
Being a Keeper of the Moon she bears all the natural physical signs a s such. Wide dilated eyes, more pronounced fangs from her Keeper cousins and even her tail betrays her Keeper lineage, a white tipped tail. <br />
<br />
'''Body&nbsp;:'''<br />
<br />
*Keroa is fairly short, as far as Miqo'te are concerned, her build is thin and her movements bespeak a new found flexibility that was attained through her use of the bow.<br />
*If one would be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her bare back, one would notice the strange tattoo that seems to mark several adventurers attendance to the Calamity.<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Face:'''[[Image:Kmosuke001.png|thumb|right|350px|A close up example of Keroa's eyes.]]<br />
<br />
*Though one would not notice at a first glance her eyes are hetero chromatic, the right being a deep green and the left blue.<br />
*Keroa bears a 'beauty mark' below her left eye, accompanied by classic miqo'te stripes, three upon each cheek.<br />
*Can most recently be seen wearing a lilac shade of facepaint, although she hasn't quite divulged why.<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Hair, Ears, and Tail:''' [[File:Kmosuke002.png|thumb|left|150px|Keros hair and ears.]][[Image:Kmosuke003.png|thumb|right|100px|Kero's pale tipped tail.]]<br />
<br />
*short blonde hair with long frontal locks, kept in check by silver clasps. On occassion she will swap the silver for a gold tinted clasp.<br />
*Blonde ears to accentuate the short hair on her head, most often seen wearing earrings of which resemble cherry blossoms.<br />
*Her tail is of average length and has no unique qualitites, save for its pale tip.<br />
<br><br />
<br />
'''Clothing and Accessories:''' <br />
<br />
*One constant thing you will almost always see her wearing is a wide brimmed, feathered hat. If she plans to stay in a cities walls for a time, you can often see her wearing a skirt with leggings, accompanied by a loose fitting velveteen shirt. Her choice of neck accessory bears a decadent filigree heart resting upon a black leather choker, accented by a red heart with a small gem inlaid to it. However, as she is most often afield, it is not unusual to see her wearing the garb of which she has been most recently been crawling through caves in. <br />
<br><br />
<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Behavior'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
*Not one to openly reach out and forge companionship, it is rare to see her strike up a conversation. Usually her mood is telegraphed through the language of her tail and ears. Unless directly spoken to, she will not usually speak, however if you hit the right topic has been known to go on one hell of a tangent.<br />
<br />
*she has most recently taken to carrying her bow with her everywhere she goes. <br />
<br />
*Most often will be found at the Wench or the Sands (the former being her more popular choice) Buried in her books. In these cases if one were to stand close and listen, they could hear her talking to herself as she scribbles on her papers.<br />
<br />
=== Mannerisms ===<br />
*When she becomes upset or excited, a noticeable change in her speech pattern occurs. Her words become short and broken, as though she were trying to talk faster...or maybe she just looses control of her tongue?<br />
::'''example:'''"Oh? and just what,exactly do you expect that would accomplish?" Would sound more like, "An' what th' bloody 'ells d'ye think yer doin'?"<br />
<br />
*When relaxed, it becomes apparent that she does not have a clear grasp on, or does not care for 'proper manners' As one could easily see her eating with only the use of her hands more often than one would see her use utensils.<br />
<br />
*Stiff/shy with people she doesn't know, unless in the company of an individual she does know.<br />
<br />
*She tends to cradle her head between her hands with her elbows on tables when carrying an interesting conversation, or teasing someone.<br />
<br />
*Telegraphs her mood through via her tail and ears, and at times, can be seen holding her tail in her lap to keep it still.<br />
<br />
*Will not hesitate to improvise, should the need arise. (using an arrow as a stick for shishkebabs, for instance.)<br />
<br />
*scratches at the nape of her neck when she's talking, an idle habit.<br />
<br />
*Holds a protective arm over her navel at times.<br />
<br />
<br />
=== Combat ===<br />
<br />
*Keroa is loathe to relinquish her hard earned Dark Magics, and would just as soon toss a fireball at an enemy as put an arrow in their throat. both cases normally call for a bit of distance, but she wouldn't pause to improvise in close quarters if need be.<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Relationships'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
=== Family ===<br />
<br />
*Arky is the only family known to Keroa.<br />
<br />
=== Relationships (Player Characters)===<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Trusted"'''</span><br />
:*[[Arky Mosuke]]: It is unclear exactly what relationship these two have, however, it is obvious that they know each other very well, and that Keroa is fiercely loyal to this Seeker.<br />
<br />
:*[[Haruki Aoyuki]]: A rather silent male miqo'te whom she had met through Arky. Ao has recently been 'tasked' with watching over Keroa at Arky's behest. She's found his mostly silent companionship refreshing, as she does not need to restrict her use of magic around him, in fact, she seems to enjoy casting blizzard spells around him. And he seems to truly enjoy each spell. Keroa seems to have developed some special bond with Ao. He's managed to push aside a few of her insecurities. Impressive, for a silent guardian. Ao is one of the rare few to actually fully win Keroa's trust.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Safe"'''</span><br />
<br />
:*[[Altima Zeroblade]]: Altima was another accquantance met through Arky. She has proven to be interesting company. Kero seems relieved that she doesn't feel the need to stand on ceremony and manners, and is truly grateful to Altima for saving Arky's life, when she was unable to even be at his side.<br />
<br />
:*[[Onuma Ahntifi]]: A passing accquantance that has bolstered a bit of Keroa's confidence, claiming that she wanted to get to know Keroa better. Recent event's had led Keroa into telling Onuma about where she came from, and how she'd met Arky. She divulged this information with some reluctance, however, as she merely did so to clear up confusion caused by her incoherent ramblings. She hopes that Onuma will keep those tales to herself, but as she forgot to ask her not to mention it to anyone else, she can only hope.<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Neutral"'''</span><br />
:*[[Roswyn Valhuri]]: A young Miqo'te that Keroa met the same day she me Ao. She has been kind enough to help her keep an eye on troublesome Arky. After learning of several incidents where Roswyn failed to respect Arky's personal space, and even left him with a scar on his cheek, Keroa harbors some ill will towards this female Keeper.<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Not Safe"'''</span><br />
<br />
:*[[Lambert Arkwright]]: One that Keroa would sooner forget existed. Her many nicknames for him are "Redheaded Voidsent" "Twelves damned Redhead" and most recently "The Dullard"<br />
<br />
:*[[Yangh Linh]]: Keroa has only had chance, small encounters with this deeply bronzed Keeper, but each encounter has only led to bad things happening. Despite Arky's many warnrings of Yangh's nature, she remained in her company after she broke into Ao's house to find her there; Keroa learned firsthand just how much Yangh seems to enjoy invading personal bubble space. Keroa hopes and prays that they will not cross paths again.<br />
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==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Tendencies'''</span></div>==<br />
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=== Likes ===<br />
<br />
::* Discovering ways to manipulate Aether<br />
::* Singing<br />
::* Feathers<br />
::* Wide brimmed hats<br />
::*Fish<br />
<br />
=== Dislikes ===<br />
<br />
::* Confrontation<br />
::* thick headed people<br />
::* Secrets<br />
::* Studying<br />
<br />
=== Hobbies/Talents ===<br />
<br />
::*Singing<br />
::*Black Magic<br />
::*Goldsmithing<br />
::*Weaving<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Rumors'''</span></div>==<br />
===Common===<br />
"Girl's always in some book or taking notes when I see her." -Quicksand bartender<br><br />
"She's always wearin' that hat."-Quicksand regular<br><br />
"Don't seem like she's got any friends. Might try my luck with her, they're the desperate type, you know." -Quicksand drunk<br />
===uncommon===<br />
"She comes around here every so often when we're in port. She don't say much, but sure does enjoy watchin' the crew." -Captain of the Astalicia<br><br />
"She pays her tab, but I swear if she insists on fryin' up another fish in here, I'll have Barderon toss her out!"-Drowning Wench server<br><br />
===rare===<br />
"She's always carryin' that bow, but I swear to ye I once saw her spit flames from her fingers, Don't mess with 'er or yer like t' end up crispy."-Ul'dahn refugee<br />
===Player Character===<br />
"I'm afraid her research may end up harming her but I can't bring myself to stop her. Especially when I know what it's for." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br/><br />
"Lovely." - [[Haruki Aoyuki]]<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke&diff=33738Keroa Mosuke2014-04-28T19:17:05Z<p>Utano: /* Player Character */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Keroa Mosuke<br />
| image = Mosuke.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 334<br />
| caption = "Everyone bears scars, some are just harder to see."<br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Female<br />
| citizenship = Ul'dah<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Keeper of the Moon<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Place of Birth<br />
| stat_2_value = Unknown<br />
| stat_3 = Guardian<br />
| stat_3_value = Menphina, The Lover<br />
| stat_4 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_4_value = Unknown<br />
| stat_5 = Server<br />
| stat_5_value = Balmung<br />
| stat_6 = Nameday<br />
| stat_6_value = 12th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon (approx)<br />
}}&nbsp;{{Character-stub}}<br />
<br />
== Say Hello to Kero ==<br />
<br />
Keroa has been around since long before the Calamity. Being a normally withdrawn individual, she does not make many attempts to reach out and forge new connections with people. The few whom she does know, she came to meet through Arky in one way or another. <br />
* '''History :''' When asked about where she comes from, she will likely tell you that she's been with Arky since her early childhood, and that seems to be all she's willing to divulge of the topic. She found citizenship with Ul'dah some time before the Calamity. When she first arrived she was with two others, Arky and Nanokie, the latter of which was believed to be their sibling. As not many know about her, there has been no need to clarify their relationship. However a large part of Keroa's responsibilities at the time was helping Arky procure scented oils and tinctures to help hide his masculine scent, since, at the time, it was considered widely taboo for male miqo'te to travel the world freely, and the trio feared the consequences of being discovered. Since the recent emergence of male Miqo'te, Keroa enjoys teasing Arky about his "cross dressing" tendancies, even going so far as to threatening to spray perfume on him.<br />
* '''Fall of Dalamud :''' After the fall of the Allagan Satellite caused a rampaging Bahamut to sear the land, Keroa who has once been, (and still is) a well versed Thaumaturge/black mage, was forced to take up the bow and arrow. Arky had developed an acute case of Aether sickness, and any use of magic, conjury or manipulation of Aether would make him violently ill. This was the determining factor that caused Keroa to lay down her staff. <br />
* '''A Realm Reborn :''' Not much has changed of her physical appearance from then and now. She is not one to openly engage in social activities and is mostly about on the field doing one mission or another gathering coin for a purpose as yet unknown. the few times she can be seen to sit still she can most often be found at a table my herself, buried in a pile of books and paper, seeming to be studying for something. No matter where you find her she will most likely always be wearing a wide brimmed hat. The few exceptions to this rule are if she is in the presence of high class citizens, or inside where the windows are scarce. <br />
* '''A New Skillset:'''Through perseverance, training, and the aid of many hats, Keroa was able to overcome her weakness with the bow. She has become quite proficient with the art of Archery and has even taken tutelage under a once well known bard. Though she would be the first to tell you that she is under practiced, Arky has sung praises of her aim. If questioned she would say that she is not entirely ready to give up the arts of Magic, and in fact on rare occasions one could bear witness to her prowess of the Black Arts if she were in a mood most foul. <br />
<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Appearance'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
Being a Keeper of the Moon she bears all the natural physical signs a s such. Wide dilated eyes, more pronounced fangs from her Keeper cousins and even her tail betrays her Keeper lineage, a white tipped tail. <br />
<br />
'''Body&nbsp;:'''<br />
<br />
*Keroa is fairly short, as far as Miqo'te are concerned, her build is thin and her movements bespeak a new found flexibility that was attained through her use of the bow.<br />
*If one would be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her bare back, one would notice the strange tattoo that seems to mark several adventurers attendance to the Calamity.<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Face:'''[[Image:Kmosuke001.png|thumb|right|350px|A close up example of Keroa's eyes.]]<br />
<br />
*Though one would not notice at a first glance her eyes are hetero chromatic, the right being a deep green and the left blue.<br />
*Keroa bears a 'beauty mark' below her left eye, accompanied by classic miqo'te stripes, three upon each cheek.<br />
*Can most recently be seen wearing a lilac shade of facepaint, although she hasn't quite divulged why.<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Hair, Ears, and Tail:''' [[File:Kmosuke002.png|thumb|left|150px|Keros hair and ears.]][[Image:Kmosuke003.png|thumb|right|100px|Kero's pale tipped tail.]]<br />
<br />
*short blonde hair with long frontal locks, kept in check by silver clasps. On occassion she will swap the silver for a gold tinted clasp.<br />
*Blonde ears to accentuate the short hair on her head, most often seen wearing earrings of which resemble cherry blossoms.<br />
*Her tail is of average length and has no unique qualitites, save for its pale tip.<br />
<br><br />
<br />
'''Clothing and Accessories:''' <br />
<br />
*One constant thing you will almost always see her wearing is a wide brimmed, feathered hat. If she plans to stay in a cities walls for a time, you can often see her wearing a skirt with leggings, accompanied by a loose fitting velveteen shirt. Her choice of neck accessory bears a decadent filigree heart resting upon a black leather choker, accented by a red heart with a small gem inlaid to it. However, as she is most often afield, it is not unusual to see her wearing the garb of which she has been most recently been crawling through caves in. <br />
<br><br />
<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Behavior'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
*Not one to openly reach out and forge companionship, it is rare to see her strike up a conversation. Usually her mood is telegraphed through the language of her tail and ears. Unless directly spoken to, she will not usually speak, however if you hit the right topic has been known to go on one hell of a tangent.<br />
<br />
*she has most recently taken to carrying her bow with her everywhere she goes. <br />
<br />
*Most often will be found at the Wench or the Sands (the former being her more popular choice) Buried in her books. In these cases if one were to stand close and listen, they could hear her talking to herself as she scribbles on her papers.<br />
<br />
=== Mannerisms ===<br />
*When she becomes upset or excited, a noticeable change in her speech pattern occurs. Her words become short and broken, as though she were trying to talk faster...or maybe she just looses control of her tongue?<br />
::'''example:'''"Oh? and just what,exactly do you expect that would accomplish?" Would sound more like, "An' what th' bloody 'ells d'ye think yer doin'?"<br />
<br />
*When relaxed, it becomes apparent that she does not have a clear grasp on, or does not care for 'proper manners' As one could easily see her eating with only the use of her hands more often than one would see her use utensils.<br />
<br />
*Stiff/shy with people she doesn't know, unless in the company of an individual she does know.<br />
<br />
*She tends to cradle her head between her hands with her elbows on tables when carrying an interesting conversation, or teasing someone.<br />
<br />
*Telegraphs her mood through via her tail and ears, and at times, can be seen holding her tail in her lap to keep it still.<br />
<br />
*Will not hesitate to improvise, should the need arise. (using an arrow as a stick for shishkebabs, for instance.)<br />
<br />
*scratches at the nape of her neck when she's talking, an idle habit.<br />
<br />
*Holds a protective arm over her navel at times.<br />
<br />
<br />
=== Combat ===<br />
<br />
*Keroa is loathe to relinquish her hard earned Dark Magics, and would just as soon toss a fireball at an enemy as put an arrow in their throat. both cases normally call for a bit of distance, but she wouldn't pause to improvise in close quarters if need be.<br />
<br />
==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(120, 152, 152); line-height: 1.8em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Relationships'''</span></div>==<br />
<br />
=== Family ===<br />
<br />
*Arky is the only family known to Keroa.<br />
<br />
=== Relationships (Player Characters)===<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Trusted"'''</span><br />
:*[[Arky Mosuke]]: It is unclear exactly what relationship these two have, however, it is obvious that they know each other very well, and that Keroa is fiercely loyal to this Seeker.<br />
<br />
:*[[Haruki Aoyuki]]: A rather silent male miqo'te whom she had met through Arky. Ao has recently been 'tasked' with watching over Keroa at Arky's behest. She's found his mostly silent companionship refreshing, as she does not need to restrict her use of magic around him, in fact, she seems to enjoy casting blizzard spells around him. And he seems to truly enjoy each spell. Keroa seems to have developed some special bond with Ao. He's managed to push aside a few of her insecurities. Impressive, for a silent guardian. Ao is one of the rare few to actually fully win Keroa's trust.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Safe"'''</span><br />
<br />
:*[[Altima Zeroblade]]: Altima was another accquantance met through Arky. She has proven to be interesting company. Kero seems relieved that she doesn't feel the need to stand on ceremony and manners, and is truly grateful to Altima for saving Arky's life, when she was unable to even be at his side.<br />
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:*[[Onuma Ahntifi]]: A passing accquantance that has bolstered a bit of Keroa's confidence, claiming that she wanted to get to know Keroa better. Recent event's had led Keroa into telling Onuma about where she came from, and how she'd met Arky. She divulged this information with some reluctance, however, as she merely did so to clear up confusion caused by her incoherent ramblings. She hopes that Onuma will keep those tales to herself, but as she forgot to ask her not to mention it to anyone else, she can only hope.<br />
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<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Neutral"'''</span><br />
:*[[Roswyn Valhuri]]: A young Miqo'te that Keroa met the same day she me Ao. She has been kind enough to help her keep an eye on troublesome Arky. After learning of several incidents where Roswyn failed to respect Arky's personal space, and even left him with a scar on his cheek, Keroa harbors some ill will towards this female Keeper.<br />
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<span style="font-size:small;">'''"Not Safe"'''</span><br />
<br />
:*[[Lambert Arkwright]]: One that Keroa would sooner forget existed. Her many nicknames for him are "Redheaded Voidsent" "Twelves damned Redhead" and most recently "The Dullard"<br />
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:*[[Yangh Linh]]: Keroa has only had chance, small encounters with this deeply bronzed Keeper, but each encounter has only led to bad things happening. Despite Arky's many warnrings of Yangh's nature, she remained in her company after she broke into Ao's house to find her there; Keroa learned firsthand just how much Yangh seems to enjoy invading personal bubble space. Keroa hopes and prays that they will not cross paths again.<br />
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=== Likes ===<br />
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::* Discovering ways to manipulate Aether<br />
::* Singing<br />
::* Feathers<br />
::* Wide brimmed hats<br />
::*Fish<br />
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=== Dislikes ===<br />
<br />
::* Confrontation<br />
::* thick headed people<br />
::* Secrets<br />
::* Studying<br />
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=== Hobbies/Talents ===<br />
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::*Singing<br />
::*Black Magic<br />
::*Goldsmithing<br />
::*Weaving<br />
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===Common===<br />
"Girl's always in some book or taking notes when I see her." -Quicksand bartender<br><br />
"She's always wearin' that hat."-Quicksand regular<br><br />
"Don't seem like she's got any friends. Might try my luck with her, they're the desperate type, you know." -Quicksand drunk<br />
===uncommon===<br />
"She comes around here every so often when we're in port. She don't say much, but sure does enjoy watchin' the crew." -Captain of the Astalicia<br><br />
"She pays her tab, but I swear if she insists on fryin' up another fish in here, I'll have Barderon toss her out!"-Drowning Wench server<br><br />
===rare===<br />
"She's always carryin' that bow, but I swear to ye I once saw her spit flames from her fingers, Don't mess with 'er or yer like t' end up crispy."-Ul'dahn refugee<br />
===Player Character===<br />
"I'm afraid her research may end up harming her but I can't bring myself to stop her. Especially when I know what it's for." - [[Altima Zeroblade]]<br />
"Lovely." - [[Haruki Aoyuki]]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33737U'tano Kazhe2014-04-28T19:14:36Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
| image = Y_Utano_RPC6.jpg <br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/ FFXIV Lodestone]<br />
| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_6 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_6_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
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From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
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'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
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'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie Mcbeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel%27naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C'kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K%27zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V%27yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M%27dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U%27zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
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| title = <br />
| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
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| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
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| stat_6 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_6_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
<br/><br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
<br />
:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie Mcbeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel%27naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
<br/><br />
Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C%27Kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K%27zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V%27yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M%27dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U%27zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
<br/><br />
<br />
'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33735U'tano Kazhe2014-04-28T19:10:07Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
<br/><br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
<br />
:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V%27yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie McBeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel’naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C’Kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K’zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V’yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M’dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U’zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
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'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
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| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
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| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
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Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
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From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
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Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
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'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
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'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V’yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M%27dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie McBeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel’naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
<br/><br />
Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C’Kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K’zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V’yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M’dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U’zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33733U'tano Kazhe2014-04-28T19:08:28Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
| image = Y_Utano_RPC6.jpg <br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
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| title = <br />
| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/ FFXIV Lodestone]<br />
| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_6 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_6_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
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Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V’yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea '''M’dhori Rhea'''] – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie McBeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel’naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C’Kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K’zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V’yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M’dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U’zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/ FFXIV Lodestone]<br />
| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
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| stat_6 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_6_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* '''[[Ariel Madaellyn]]''' – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''[[Dav Davion]]''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''[[Eadbhar Kilar]]''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* '''[[Haruki Aoyuki]] (alt)''' – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* '''[[Kerr V’yen]]''' – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[[M’dhori Rhea]]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''[[Mithiria Deschain]]''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* '''[[Natalie McBeef]]''' – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''[[Railalis Nethikir]]''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''[[Rexaius Thundersoul]]''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [[Ariel Madaellyn]] – Ari<br />
* [[Eadbhard Kilar]] – Ead<br />
* [[Lambert Arkwright]] – Lambs<br />
* [[Natalie McBeef]] – Nats <br />
* [[Pepinot Foret]] – Pepi<br />
* [[Rexaius Thundersoul]] – Rex<br />
* [[Xel’naga Trellvani]] – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [[C’Kayah Tia]] – Sideways<br />
* [[Dav Davion]] – DavBandit<br />
* [[K’zin Silkencoat]] – Silky<br />
* [[Kerr V’yen]] – Ash Axe<br />
* [[M’dhori Rhea]] – Mi<br />
* [[Railalis Nethikir]] – Red<br />
* [[Torken Queb]] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [[U’zhan Tia]] – Zhanza<br />
* [[Yuki Yumiya]] – Yuyuya<br />
* [[Zinboldo Ignemortel]] – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
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'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33731U'tano Kazhe2014-04-28T19:00:50Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
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Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
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From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
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Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
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'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
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'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
<br />
:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn '''Ariel Madaellyn'''] – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''[[Arky Mosuke]]''' - U's curiosity was first peaked by Arky as, in her own wanderings across Eorzea, she would often see him conversing with someone new in the various Adventurer's Guilds. Eventually she and Arky were introduced through a mutual acquaintance outside of the Quicksand. Despite the brevity of their interactions, U became firmly convinced that Arky is far deeper and more closed than his easy, flirtatious smile and highly social behavior might indicate. As Nymeia weaves, in wandering away and back again, U'tano stumbled upon the harrowing scene of Arky's death. With the aid of [[Altima Zeroblade]], U'tano used her knowledge of archaic healing techniques to revive him, herself disappearing on the wind as Arky's breath returned. The event left a deep impression on U'tano.<br />
* '''Dav Davion''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''Eadbhar Kilar''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki '''Haruki Aoyuki (alt)'''] – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kage_Kiryuu '''Kage Kiryuu'''] – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen '''Kerr V’yen'''] – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''Mithiria Deschain''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef '''Natalie McBeef'''] – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''Railalis Nethikir''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''Rexaius Thundersoul''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn Ariel Madaellyn] – Ari<br />
* Eadbhard Kilar – Ead<br />
* Lambert Arkwright – Lambs<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef Natalie McBeef] – Nats <br />
* Pepinot Foret – Pepi<br />
* Rexaius Thundersoul – Rex<br />
* Xel’naga Trellvani – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=C%27kayah_Tia C’Kayah Tia] – Sideways<br />
* Dav Davion – DavBandit<br />
* K’zin Silkencoat – Silky<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen Kerr V’yen] – Ash Axe<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea] – Mi<br />
* Railalis Nethikir – Red<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Torken_Queb Torken Queb] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27zhan_Tia U’zhan Tia] – Zhanza<br />
* Yuki Yumiya – Yuyuya<br />
* Zinboldo Ignemortel – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
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'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
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'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33730U'tano Kazhe2014-04-28T18:46:07Z<p>Utano: </p>
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| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
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| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
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== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
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Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
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From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
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Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
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'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
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:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
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'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
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:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
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'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn '''Ariel Madaellyn'''] – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''Dav Davion''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''Eadbhar Kilar''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki '''Haruki Aoyuki (alt)'''] – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kage_Kiryuu '''Kage Kiryuu'''] – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen '''Kerr V’yen'''] – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''Mithiria Deschain''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef '''Natalie McBeef'''] – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''Railalis Nethikir''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''Rexaius Thundersoul''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn Ariel Madaellyn] – Ari<br />
* Eadbhard Kilar – Ead<br />
* Lambert Arkwright – Lambs<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef Natalie McBeef] – Nats <br />
* Pepinot Foret – Pepi<br />
* Rexaius Thundersoul – Rex<br />
* Xel’naga Trellvani – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=C%27kayah_Tia C’Kayah Tia] – Sideways<br />
* Dav Davion – DavBandit<br />
* K’zin Silkencoat – Silky<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen Kerr V’yen] – Ash Axe<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea] – Mi<br />
* Railalis Nethikir – Red<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Torken_Queb Torken Queb] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27zhan_Tia U’zhan Tia] – Zhanza<br />
* Yuki Yumiya – Yuyuya<br />
* Zinboldo Ignemortel – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
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'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br/><br />
<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
'''''NPC Whisperings:'''''<br />
* "Be it on or off duty, I always see that girl sleeping wherever she pleases - be it street or stairwell. She's asking for trouble!" - Ul'dahn Immortal Flame<br />
* "Why Ariel buys her drinks, I'll never understand. She passes out after one every time, dead to the world." - Baderon, Drowning Wench<br />
* "Spinning one dances with these ones making laughing ones!" - Frixio, Little Solace<br />
* "The Maelstrom has a new officer, apparently some big-shot adventurer previously with the Twin Adders." - Maelstrom Cadet <br />
* "Naive. It's unsafe for her to travel alone." - Ruby Road Merchant<br />
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'''''Player-Based Rumors:'''''<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Altima_Zeroblade&diff=33729Altima Zeroblade2014-04-28T18:28:36Z<p>Utano: /* PC Rumors */</p>
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==Character==<br />
===General===<br />
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Altima is Miqote who migrated to Eorzea a few of years before the end of the 6th umbral era. She currently works as a freelance sellsword/mercenary for hire in Ul’dah to make ends meet. She is often seen doing various jobs for the residents of ul’dah and the local guard as a tracker and bounty hunter. Occasionally, she dabbles in immortal flames business as well and participates in skirmishes against invaders.<br />
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She often frequents Taverns, especially the quicksand, to relax and at the same time look for information for her missions.<br />
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===Appearance===<br />
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Altima is a Seeker of the sun Miqo'te. One would always see Altima clad in some sort of battle garb. She is quite the slender miqo'te when out of armor. Altima also has purple eyes, one of which was blinded after getting hit with a battlefield-wide attack during the battle of Carteneau. Luckily, upon her rescue, they managed to do a quick procedure to repair it and she regained her eyesight back but the procedure wasn't fully successful as her left eye has become discolored with a slight glow to it. Most people call the eye ominous as no one in Eorzea has ever heard of a spell to revive a dead eye. Altima wears an eyepatch from time to time to keep the residents from feeling uneasy.<br />
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===Behavior===<br />
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She is generally quiet and friendly around strangers due to the nature of her work. It does take a while to garner her complete trust. Sellswords earn their share of enemies and she has definitely made some along the way. However, once a bond is formed she can be quite chatty and loud towards those that would interact with her. <br />
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She does talk in a dignified manner, possibly due to her former standing in her home country.<br />
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==Combat==<br />
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===General===<br />
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She is somewhat proficient in many combat styles and weapons as her training was based on the idea that by using a certain weapon, one learns the nuances, advantages and disadvantages that it brings. However,she has a strong preference for openhanded combat, axes and polearms. She's also seen to have high affinity with thaumaturgy.<br />
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==History/Timeline==<br />
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This will keep getting updated as Altima's storyline advances<br />
<br />
===Prologue: 6th Umbral Era===<br />
<br />
Altima hailed from a small hyur town on a certain continent to the west. She was a war orphan from a campaign that lasted a number of years between 2 warring kingdoms. Altima was eventually picked up at a very young age by a modest Hyur couple who ran a local blacksmith. The couple raised her like their own child. Thus, she is unaware of Miqote customs and embraces Hyur culture more than anything else. It was also them that gave her the name Altima, a name originating from a legend of the holy angel Ultima who guided souls to heaven and aiding in their reincarnation, in hopes that she would receive the angel’s guidance and blessing.<br />
<br />
She lived a simple life helping her adoptive hyur family with the family business until the frontlines of the war reached the town that she lived in. Her town was ultimately raided and razed and her adoptive parents were slain protecting her. She was then taken in by a Altessia Shadebreaker, a noblewoman/knight who happened to be a close family friend. Growing up inside the Noble’s manse, she learned the ways of chivalry and eventually became a faux noble. Upon reaching her teens, she was told to start training in the arts of openhanded combat for self-defense and discipline. It was then that she realized her passion for fighting and convinced her adoptive mother to let her join the knights corps. It was inevitable since all members of the shadebreaker Family were raised into knighthood. She had a knack for it and breezed through all the trials and lessons at a very rapid pace.<br />
<br />
Upon graduating the academy, she was sent into various battlefields and had moderate success throughout her career. When the war ended, tragedy befell the nobles of the land. Infighting between nobles became a rampant problem and various houses wanted to claim the throne for themselves. Eventually, her adoptive mother had passed away for reasons unknown. Some say that she was assassinated as she had considerable support and was marked a threat. her relatives who had not considered her to be a “real member of the family” had decided to cast her aside unless she would live the life of a common servant and obey their commands.<br />
<br />
Disgusted, She left behind the Shadebreaker name and gave herself the surname Zeroblade. (A sword that begins from nothing) She then decided to forge her own path in life as a common sellsword while keeping in mind the values that her mother Altessia cherished. Lost and alone, she encountered a strange man who talked about special stones called auracites that could grant any wish and bestowed upon her the knowledge of where to find them. After learning more about this, she said her goodbyes to her homeland and left for Eorzea where a few of the stones were supposed to be located.<br />
<br />
Upon landing in Uldah, she set up shop but had initial trouble living there. The People of Ul'dah were crafty and would trick her out of her money with false leads. Eventually she signed up with the immortal flames as a part of a reserve unit to earn more money to continue her search. She participated in multiple skirmishes against the Garleans. However, with each dead end she encountered, her resolve wavered and she had wished to go back home. She decided to help the immortal flames with one last mission before returning to her homeland. This was the battle of Carnteneau <br />
<br />
Altima was assigned to one of the flanking groups so she did not experience much combat However, It was there that she and her unit got hit with an area wide attack by Bahamut almost killing her and costing her eyesight from her left eye.. Half dead and half blinded, she watched bahamut as he razed the entire battlefield and waited for her life to end until, fortunately, passerby had restored her health and her eye using a strange technique/spell. Before she could have the chance to thank the person, Louisioux had initiated the transportation spells to save the adventurers participating in the battle and started to fade out of existence. During that time, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a necklace carrying a familiar stone worn by the traveller.<br />
<br />
5 years passed and she emerged just outside of Camp Drybone. Upon realizing that the stones do actually exists, she decides to stay in Eorzea to continue her search for it. Up to now she visits ruins, villages and does missions related to ancient civilizations in hopes of finding the stones.<br />
<br />
===Seventh Umbral Era Act 1:Broken Blade===<br />
<br />
After returning from the rift. Altima set off for Ul'dah only to find out that all of her belongings have been seized by the immortal flames. Upon investigating the reason, she had learned that she had died in the battle of Carteneau. A majority of her assets were sold off to various merchants and whatever was left would be used to help the war effort. She then spent days trying to get in touch with all of her contacts for help. Unfortunately for her, none of them have any idea who she was and ended up dismissing her as a random stranger. Altima wondered what had happened that no one remembers who she was. Even with the news of her death, people would, at the very least, would have been suprised at the doppleganger standing in front of them. With what little money she had, she managed to secure a very modest room in the slums and started thinking of a course of action. Despite the sadness and emptiness she felt, she decided to press on with her search for the stones. <br />
<br />
Starting off anew a no-name sellsword was moderately difficult. Not too many high paying employers wanted a no-name sellsword. Instead, she was stuck with small jobs with low pay until she could rebuild the connections she made in the previous era. Basically, for her coming back from the rift meant that she had to start her life again from scratch.<br />
<br />
==Tendencies==<br />
===Likes===<br />
::* Art<br />
::* Miqobobs<br />
::* Fighting<br />
<br />
===Dislikes===<br />
::* Thievery<br />
::* Losing<br />
<br />
===Flaws===<br />
::* Has little affinity for holy/conjury magicks<br />
::* A better tactician than a strategist. Suffers from overthinking situations. The shorter it takes for her to make a decision. The better the decision will be.<br />
::* Indecisive<br />
::* Cannot hold alcohol well<br />
<br />
===Hobbies/Talents===<br />
::* has a very strong affinity for thaumaturgy<br />
::* Hunting and tracking<br />
::* Fighting<br />
<br />
<br />
==Relationships==<br />
===Family===<br />
<br />
While she has no recollection of the Miqote family that gave birth to her.Most of the people she considers her real family has passed away or has already cast her aside.<br />
<br />
===Friends===<br />
<br />
'''Ryudo Cross''' – One of the first adventurers that Altima met in Eorzea during the 6th umbral era. A true swordsman at heart and an excellent Paladin, one that definitely rivals many within the ranks of the Sultansworn. Generally nice and helpful but sometimes hard to find. It's rumored that he goes on long journeys in between missions to taste local flavor instead of cheap Ul'dahn imitations.<br />
<br />
Unlike Altima who learns every weapon in order to counter them. He chooses to focus solely on the sword to fully master it. While clashing with Altima on spars. She notices that the swordsmanship is almost flawless but there seems to be some hesitation to the movements. Perhaps, Ryudo feels that the sword and shield isn't his true calling which made Altima take up the axe instead of relying on her fists.<br />
<br />
Originally called Raizel Sundering, he took on a different identity after emerging from the rift for reasons unknown. Upon emerging from the rift and meeting up with Altima, they become adventuring buddies again on their journey to find the stones.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Nanael Seregon''' – A feisty and sarcastic Seeker of the sun that Altima encounters during the 7th umbral era. A very capable conjurer and white mage who isn't afraid to fight in the front lines. Her aggressive and somewhat impatient nature lets her jump in the fight herself while healing her party members. She has an extremely high affinity to the holy magics which is often displayed by her constantly releasing bursts of holy magic against her foes. Sometimes, she does go overboard and ends up almost giving Ryudo heart attacks during their journey.<br />
<br />
Her main goal in this journey is unknown but one thing is clear. Deep within that sarcastic shell, there is a will to get herself stronger, leading Altima to believe that there is something for her to gain in the Allagan ruins that they explore.<br />
<br />
She also has a talent for playing musical instruments and is essentially the party's bard.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Jaestin Shadebreaker''' - A hyur Midlander from the same noble family that cast aside Altima. A close friend of Altima when she was studying in the academy. Right after the war, he had left for Eorzea to look for a legendary blacksmith in Ishgard. Unfortunately for him, he got caught up in ishgardian politics and got involved in tracking down a rogue ishardian lancer, eventually bestowing upon him the power of the dragoon. Altima and Jaestin met and journeyed together for a short time. They both parted ways before the end of the 6th umbral era and he has not been seen since. people believed that he had gone back to his homeland although rumors of his sightings have come to Altima’s Attention from time to time.<br />
<br />
Altima bears no ill-will to Jaestin as he is one of her closest friends when they were growing up. He would always visit her family’s smithy when he was young and was a frequent customer as well. He was also completely unaware of all the events that had happened to the house and was unable to defend Altima.<br />
<br />
In terms of combat, Altima has yet to win a single time. Jaestin is an accomplished spearman who was said to be the hero of the three kings gate while Altima had moderate experience in combat. Whether his skill was superior to hers or she was always unconsciously holding back, no one knows which is the better fighter.<br />
<br />
===Enemies===<br />
<br />
Altima does not have anyone so far the she could call an enemy. She may hold some lingering disgust to other members of the Shadebreaker family. Throughout her travels and jobs she would have made several that she has not heard of yet.<br />
<br />
==Rumors==<br />
===Common Rumors===<br />
::* She's going to die in some back alley if she keeps going against the crime lords. - local guardsman<br />
::* Definitely one of the better sellswords i've seen in these parts. - Satisfied customer<br />
::* Useless, A sellsword that values principles over money? No surprise that she lives in the slums. - Ul'dahn loanshark.<br />
<br />
===Moderate Rumors===<br />
::* I don't like it when she looks at me. It feels like her left eye is staring deep into my soul. - Local shopkeeper.<br />
::* I've seen her fight with my own eyes. It's like watching lightning strike. It's magnificent - Arena combatant<br />
<br />
===Rare Rumors===<br />
::* She appears to be looking for something and would do anything for information. Hehe. - Shady tavernkeeper.<br />
::* The void has an interesting plans for that one... May she find the stones she seeks. - Cocobuki of the Thaumaturges Guild.<br />
<br />
===PC Rumors===<br />
::* "I've never seen her in action, but I wouldn't want to be on the wrong side of that Axe she's always carrying around" -[[Natalie Mcbeef]]<br />
::* "She's told me about her training and it's intimidating. The axe she's got even more so when she tells me she wants to spar." - [[Kage Kiryuu]]<br />
::* "Altima's just an average sellsword, not much more to say." - [[Arky Mosuke]]<br />
::* "As Nymeia weaves, threads intertwine. Wind promises. Darkness delays. Bittersweet rhapsody. Breathe." - [[U'tano Kazhe]]<br />
::* "D'ng'rus." - [[Haruki Aoyuki]]<br />
<br />
==Annotations==<br />
<br />
This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Altima_Zeroblade&diff=33728Altima Zeroblade2014-04-28T18:27:45Z<p>Utano: /* PC Rumors */</p>
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<br />
==Character==<br />
===General===<br />
<br />
Altima is Miqote who migrated to Eorzea a few of years before the end of the 6th umbral era. She currently works as a freelance sellsword/mercenary for hire in Ul’dah to make ends meet. She is often seen doing various jobs for the residents of ul’dah and the local guard as a tracker and bounty hunter. Occasionally, she dabbles in immortal flames business as well and participates in skirmishes against invaders.<br />
<br />
She often frequents Taverns, especially the quicksand, to relax and at the same time look for information for her missions.<br />
<br />
===Appearance===<br />
<br />
Altima is a Seeker of the sun Miqo'te. One would always see Altima clad in some sort of battle garb. She is quite the slender miqo'te when out of armor. Altima also has purple eyes, one of which was blinded after getting hit with a battlefield-wide attack during the battle of Carteneau. Luckily, upon her rescue, they managed to do a quick procedure to repair it and she regained her eyesight back but the procedure wasn't fully successful as her left eye has become discolored with a slight glow to it. Most people call the eye ominous as no one in Eorzea has ever heard of a spell to revive a dead eye. Altima wears an eyepatch from time to time to keep the residents from feeling uneasy.<br />
<br />
===Behavior===<br />
<br />
She is generally quiet and friendly around strangers due to the nature of her work. It does take a while to garner her complete trust. Sellswords earn their share of enemies and she has definitely made some along the way. However, once a bond is formed she can be quite chatty and loud towards those that would interact with her. <br />
<br />
She does talk in a dignified manner, possibly due to her former standing in her home country.<br />
<br />
==Combat==<br />
<br />
<br />
===General===<br />
<br />
<br />
She is somewhat proficient in many combat styles and weapons as her training was based on the idea that by using a certain weapon, one learns the nuances, advantages and disadvantages that it brings. However,she has a strong preference for openhanded combat, axes and polearms. She's also seen to have high affinity with thaumaturgy.<br />
<br />
<br />
==History/Timeline==<br />
<br />
This will keep getting updated as Altima's storyline advances<br />
<br />
===Prologue: 6th Umbral Era===<br />
<br />
Altima hailed from a small hyur town on a certain continent to the west. She was a war orphan from a campaign that lasted a number of years between 2 warring kingdoms. Altima was eventually picked up at a very young age by a modest Hyur couple who ran a local blacksmith. The couple raised her like their own child. Thus, she is unaware of Miqote customs and embraces Hyur culture more than anything else. It was also them that gave her the name Altima, a name originating from a legend of the holy angel Ultima who guided souls to heaven and aiding in their reincarnation, in hopes that she would receive the angel’s guidance and blessing.<br />
<br />
She lived a simple life helping her adoptive hyur family with the family business until the frontlines of the war reached the town that she lived in. Her town was ultimately raided and razed and her adoptive parents were slain protecting her. She was then taken in by a Altessia Shadebreaker, a noblewoman/knight who happened to be a close family friend. Growing up inside the Noble’s manse, she learned the ways of chivalry and eventually became a faux noble. Upon reaching her teens, she was told to start training in the arts of openhanded combat for self-defense and discipline. It was then that she realized her passion for fighting and convinced her adoptive mother to let her join the knights corps. It was inevitable since all members of the shadebreaker Family were raised into knighthood. She had a knack for it and breezed through all the trials and lessons at a very rapid pace.<br />
<br />
Upon graduating the academy, she was sent into various battlefields and had moderate success throughout her career. When the war ended, tragedy befell the nobles of the land. Infighting between nobles became a rampant problem and various houses wanted to claim the throne for themselves. Eventually, her adoptive mother had passed away for reasons unknown. Some say that she was assassinated as she had considerable support and was marked a threat. her relatives who had not considered her to be a “real member of the family” had decided to cast her aside unless she would live the life of a common servant and obey their commands.<br />
<br />
Disgusted, She left behind the Shadebreaker name and gave herself the surname Zeroblade. (A sword that begins from nothing) She then decided to forge her own path in life as a common sellsword while keeping in mind the values that her mother Altessia cherished. Lost and alone, she encountered a strange man who talked about special stones called auracites that could grant any wish and bestowed upon her the knowledge of where to find them. After learning more about this, she said her goodbyes to her homeland and left for Eorzea where a few of the stones were supposed to be located.<br />
<br />
Upon landing in Uldah, she set up shop but had initial trouble living there. The People of Ul'dah were crafty and would trick her out of her money with false leads. Eventually she signed up with the immortal flames as a part of a reserve unit to earn more money to continue her search. She participated in multiple skirmishes against the Garleans. However, with each dead end she encountered, her resolve wavered and she had wished to go back home. She decided to help the immortal flames with one last mission before returning to her homeland. This was the battle of Carnteneau <br />
<br />
Altima was assigned to one of the flanking groups so she did not experience much combat However, It was there that she and her unit got hit with an area wide attack by Bahamut almost killing her and costing her eyesight from her left eye.. Half dead and half blinded, she watched bahamut as he razed the entire battlefield and waited for her life to end until, fortunately, passerby had restored her health and her eye using a strange technique/spell. Before she could have the chance to thank the person, Louisioux had initiated the transportation spells to save the adventurers participating in the battle and started to fade out of existence. During that time, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a necklace carrying a familiar stone worn by the traveller.<br />
<br />
5 years passed and she emerged just outside of Camp Drybone. Upon realizing that the stones do actually exists, she decides to stay in Eorzea to continue her search for it. Up to now she visits ruins, villages and does missions related to ancient civilizations in hopes of finding the stones.<br />
<br />
===Seventh Umbral Era Act 1:Broken Blade===<br />
<br />
After returning from the rift. Altima set off for Ul'dah only to find out that all of her belongings have been seized by the immortal flames. Upon investigating the reason, she had learned that she had died in the battle of Carteneau. A majority of her assets were sold off to various merchants and whatever was left would be used to help the war effort. She then spent days trying to get in touch with all of her contacts for help. Unfortunately for her, none of them have any idea who she was and ended up dismissing her as a random stranger. Altima wondered what had happened that no one remembers who she was. Even with the news of her death, people would, at the very least, would have been suprised at the doppleganger standing in front of them. With what little money she had, she managed to secure a very modest room in the slums and started thinking of a course of action. Despite the sadness and emptiness she felt, she decided to press on with her search for the stones. <br />
<br />
Starting off anew a no-name sellsword was moderately difficult. Not too many high paying employers wanted a no-name sellsword. Instead, she was stuck with small jobs with low pay until she could rebuild the connections she made in the previous era. Basically, for her coming back from the rift meant that she had to start her life again from scratch.<br />
<br />
==Tendencies==<br />
===Likes===<br />
::* Art<br />
::* Miqobobs<br />
::* Fighting<br />
<br />
===Dislikes===<br />
::* Thievery<br />
::* Losing<br />
<br />
===Flaws===<br />
::* Has little affinity for holy/conjury magicks<br />
::* A better tactician than a strategist. Suffers from overthinking situations. The shorter it takes for her to make a decision. The better the decision will be.<br />
::* Indecisive<br />
::* Cannot hold alcohol well<br />
<br />
===Hobbies/Talents===<br />
::* has a very strong affinity for thaumaturgy<br />
::* Hunting and tracking<br />
::* Fighting<br />
<br />
<br />
==Relationships==<br />
===Family===<br />
<br />
While she has no recollection of the Miqote family that gave birth to her.Most of the people she considers her real family has passed away or has already cast her aside.<br />
<br />
===Friends===<br />
<br />
'''Ryudo Cross''' – One of the first adventurers that Altima met in Eorzea during the 6th umbral era. A true swordsman at heart and an excellent Paladin, one that definitely rivals many within the ranks of the Sultansworn. Generally nice and helpful but sometimes hard to find. It's rumored that he goes on long journeys in between missions to taste local flavor instead of cheap Ul'dahn imitations.<br />
<br />
Unlike Altima who learns every weapon in order to counter them. He chooses to focus solely on the sword to fully master it. While clashing with Altima on spars. She notices that the swordsmanship is almost flawless but there seems to be some hesitation to the movements. Perhaps, Ryudo feels that the sword and shield isn't his true calling which made Altima take up the axe instead of relying on her fists.<br />
<br />
Originally called Raizel Sundering, he took on a different identity after emerging from the rift for reasons unknown. Upon emerging from the rift and meeting up with Altima, they become adventuring buddies again on their journey to find the stones.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Nanael Seregon''' – A feisty and sarcastic Seeker of the sun that Altima encounters during the 7th umbral era. A very capable conjurer and white mage who isn't afraid to fight in the front lines. Her aggressive and somewhat impatient nature lets her jump in the fight herself while healing her party members. She has an extremely high affinity to the holy magics which is often displayed by her constantly releasing bursts of holy magic against her foes. Sometimes, she does go overboard and ends up almost giving Ryudo heart attacks during their journey.<br />
<br />
Her main goal in this journey is unknown but one thing is clear. Deep within that sarcastic shell, there is a will to get herself stronger, leading Altima to believe that there is something for her to gain in the Allagan ruins that they explore.<br />
<br />
She also has a talent for playing musical instruments and is essentially the party's bard.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
'''Jaestin Shadebreaker''' - A hyur Midlander from the same noble family that cast aside Altima. A close friend of Altima when she was studying in the academy. Right after the war, he had left for Eorzea to look for a legendary blacksmith in Ishgard. Unfortunately for him, he got caught up in ishgardian politics and got involved in tracking down a rogue ishardian lancer, eventually bestowing upon him the power of the dragoon. Altima and Jaestin met and journeyed together for a short time. They both parted ways before the end of the 6th umbral era and he has not been seen since. people believed that he had gone back to his homeland although rumors of his sightings have come to Altima’s Attention from time to time.<br />
<br />
Altima bears no ill-will to Jaestin as he is one of her closest friends when they were growing up. He would always visit her family’s smithy when he was young and was a frequent customer as well. He was also completely unaware of all the events that had happened to the house and was unable to defend Altima.<br />
<br />
In terms of combat, Altima has yet to win a single time. Jaestin is an accomplished spearman who was said to be the hero of the three kings gate while Altima had moderate experience in combat. Whether his skill was superior to hers or she was always unconsciously holding back, no one knows which is the better fighter.<br />
<br />
===Enemies===<br />
<br />
Altima does not have anyone so far the she could call an enemy. She may hold some lingering disgust to other members of the Shadebreaker family. Throughout her travels and jobs she would have made several that she has not heard of yet.<br />
<br />
==Rumors==<br />
===Common Rumors===<br />
::* She's going to die in some back alley if she keeps going against the crime lords. - local guardsman<br />
::* Definitely one of the better sellswords i've seen in these parts. - Satisfied customer<br />
::* Useless, A sellsword that values principles over money? No surprise that she lives in the slums. - Ul'dahn loanshark.<br />
<br />
===Moderate Rumors===<br />
::* I don't like it when she looks at me. It feels like her left eye is staring deep into my soul. - Local shopkeeper.<br />
::* I've seen her fight with my own eyes. It's like watching lightning strike. It's magnificent - Arena combatant<br />
<br />
===Rare Rumors===<br />
::* She appears to be looking for something and would do anything for information. Hehe. - Shady tavernkeeper.<br />
::* The void has an interesting plans for that one... May she find the stones she seeks. - Cocobuki of the Thaumaturges Guild.<br />
<br />
===PC Rumors===<br />
::* "I've never seen her in action, but I wouldn't want to be on the wrong side of that Axe she's always carrying around" -[[Natalie Mcbeef]]<br />
::* "She's told me about her training and it's intimidating. The axe she's got even more so when she tells me she wants to spar." - [[Kage Kiryuu]]<br />
::* "Altima's just an average sellsword, not much more to say." - [[Arky Mosuke]]<br />
::* "As Nymeia weaves, threads intertwine. Wind promises. Darkness delays. Bittersweet rhapsody." - [[U'tano Kazhe]]<br />
::* "D'ng'rus." - [[Haruki Aoyuki]]<br />
<br />
==Annotations==<br />
<br />
This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Altima_Zeroblade&diff=33725Altima Zeroblade2014-04-28T18:20:18Z<p>Utano: /* PC Rumors */</p>
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<br />
==Character==<br />
===General===<br />
<br />
Altima is Miqote who migrated to Eorzea a few of years before the end of the 6th umbral era. She currently works as a freelance sellsword/mercenary for hire in Ul’dah to make ends meet. She is often seen doing various jobs for the residents of ul’dah and the local guard as a tracker and bounty hunter. Occasionally, she dabbles in immortal flames business as well and participates in skirmishes against invaders.<br />
<br />
She often frequents Taverns, especially the quicksand, to relax and at the same time look for information for her missions.<br />
<br />
===Appearance===<br />
<br />
Altima is a Seeker of the sun Miqo'te. One would always see Altima clad in some sort of battle garb. She is quite the slender miqo'te when out of armor. Altima also has purple eyes, one of which was blinded after getting hit with a battlefield-wide attack during the battle of Carteneau. Luckily, upon her rescue, they managed to do a quick procedure to repair it and she regained her eyesight back but the procedure wasn't fully successful as her left eye has become discolored with a slight glow to it. Most people call the eye ominous as no one in Eorzea has ever heard of a spell to revive a dead eye. Altima wears an eyepatch from time to time to keep the residents from feeling uneasy.<br />
<br />
===Behavior===<br />
<br />
She is generally quiet and friendly around strangers due to the nature of her work. It does take a while to garner her complete trust. Sellswords earn their share of enemies and she has definitely made some along the way. However, once a bond is formed she can be quite chatty and loud towards those that would interact with her. <br />
<br />
She does talk in a dignified manner, possibly due to her former standing in her home country.<br />
<br />
==Combat==<br />
<br />
<br />
===General===<br />
<br />
<br />
She is somewhat proficient in many combat styles and weapons as her training was based on the idea that by using a certain weapon, one learns the nuances, advantages and disadvantages that it brings. However,she has a strong preference for openhanded combat, axes and polearms. She's also seen to have high affinity with thaumaturgy.<br />
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==History/Timeline==<br />
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This will keep getting updated as Altima's storyline advances<br />
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===Prologue: 6th Umbral Era===<br />
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Altima hailed from a small hyur town on a certain continent to the west. She was a war orphan from a campaign that lasted a number of years between 2 warring kingdoms. Altima was eventually picked up at a very young age by a modest Hyur couple who ran a local blacksmith. The couple raised her like their own child. Thus, she is unaware of Miqote customs and embraces Hyur culture more than anything else. It was also them that gave her the name Altima, a name originating from a legend of the holy angel Ultima who guided souls to heaven and aiding in their reincarnation, in hopes that she would receive the angel’s guidance and blessing.<br />
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She lived a simple life helping her adoptive hyur family with the family business until the frontlines of the war reached the town that she lived in. Her town was ultimately raided and razed and her adoptive parents were slain protecting her. She was then taken in by a Altessia Shadebreaker, a noblewoman/knight who happened to be a close family friend. Growing up inside the Noble’s manse, she learned the ways of chivalry and eventually became a faux noble. Upon reaching her teens, she was told to start training in the arts of openhanded combat for self-defense and discipline. It was then that she realized her passion for fighting and convinced her adoptive mother to let her join the knights corps. It was inevitable since all members of the shadebreaker Family were raised into knighthood. She had a knack for it and breezed through all the trials and lessons at a very rapid pace.<br />
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Upon graduating the academy, she was sent into various battlefields and had moderate success throughout her career. When the war ended, tragedy befell the nobles of the land. Infighting between nobles became a rampant problem and various houses wanted to claim the throne for themselves. Eventually, her adoptive mother had passed away for reasons unknown. Some say that she was assassinated as she had considerable support and was marked a threat. her relatives who had not considered her to be a “real member of the family” had decided to cast her aside unless she would live the life of a common servant and obey their commands.<br />
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Disgusted, She left behind the Shadebreaker name and gave herself the surname Zeroblade. (A sword that begins from nothing) She then decided to forge her own path in life as a common sellsword while keeping in mind the values that her mother Altessia cherished. Lost and alone, she encountered a strange man who talked about special stones called auracites that could grant any wish and bestowed upon her the knowledge of where to find them. After learning more about this, she said her goodbyes to her homeland and left for Eorzea where a few of the stones were supposed to be located.<br />
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Upon landing in Uldah, she set up shop but had initial trouble living there. The People of Ul'dah were crafty and would trick her out of her money with false leads. Eventually she signed up with the immortal flames as a part of a reserve unit to earn more money to continue her search. She participated in multiple skirmishes against the Garleans. However, with each dead end she encountered, her resolve wavered and she had wished to go back home. She decided to help the immortal flames with one last mission before returning to her homeland. This was the battle of Carnteneau <br />
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Altima was assigned to one of the flanking groups so she did not experience much combat However, It was there that she and her unit got hit with an area wide attack by Bahamut almost killing her and costing her eyesight from her left eye.. Half dead and half blinded, she watched bahamut as he razed the entire battlefield and waited for her life to end until, fortunately, passerby had restored her health and her eye using a strange technique/spell. Before she could have the chance to thank the person, Louisioux had initiated the transportation spells to save the adventurers participating in the battle and started to fade out of existence. During that time, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a necklace carrying a familiar stone worn by the traveller.<br />
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5 years passed and she emerged just outside of Camp Drybone. Upon realizing that the stones do actually exists, she decides to stay in Eorzea to continue her search for it. Up to now she visits ruins, villages and does missions related to ancient civilizations in hopes of finding the stones.<br />
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===Seventh Umbral Era Act 1:Broken Blade===<br />
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After returning from the rift. Altima set off for Ul'dah only to find out that all of her belongings have been seized by the immortal flames. Upon investigating the reason, she had learned that she had died in the battle of Carteneau. A majority of her assets were sold off to various merchants and whatever was left would be used to help the war effort. She then spent days trying to get in touch with all of her contacts for help. Unfortunately for her, none of them have any idea who she was and ended up dismissing her as a random stranger. Altima wondered what had happened that no one remembers who she was. Even with the news of her death, people would, at the very least, would have been suprised at the doppleganger standing in front of them. With what little money she had, she managed to secure a very modest room in the slums and started thinking of a course of action. Despite the sadness and emptiness she felt, she decided to press on with her search for the stones. <br />
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Starting off anew a no-name sellsword was moderately difficult. Not too many high paying employers wanted a no-name sellsword. Instead, she was stuck with small jobs with low pay until she could rebuild the connections she made in the previous era. Basically, for her coming back from the rift meant that she had to start her life again from scratch.<br />
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==Tendencies==<br />
===Likes===<br />
::* Art<br />
::* Miqobobs<br />
::* Fighting<br />
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===Dislikes===<br />
::* Thievery<br />
::* Losing<br />
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===Flaws===<br />
::* Has little affinity for holy/conjury magicks<br />
::* A better tactician than a strategist. Suffers from overthinking situations. The shorter it takes for her to make a decision. The better the decision will be.<br />
::* Indecisive<br />
::* Cannot hold alcohol well<br />
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===Hobbies/Talents===<br />
::* has a very strong affinity for thaumaturgy<br />
::* Hunting and tracking<br />
::* Fighting<br />
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==Relationships==<br />
===Family===<br />
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While she has no recollection of the Miqote family that gave birth to her.Most of the people she considers her real family has passed away or has already cast her aside.<br />
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===Friends===<br />
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'''Ryudo Cross''' – One of the first adventurers that Altima met in Eorzea during the 6th umbral era. A true swordsman at heart and an excellent Paladin, one that definitely rivals many within the ranks of the Sultansworn. Generally nice and helpful but sometimes hard to find. It's rumored that he goes on long journeys in between missions to taste local flavor instead of cheap Ul'dahn imitations.<br />
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Unlike Altima who learns every weapon in order to counter them. He chooses to focus solely on the sword to fully master it. While clashing with Altima on spars. She notices that the swordsmanship is almost flawless but there seems to be some hesitation to the movements. Perhaps, Ryudo feels that the sword and shield isn't his true calling which made Altima take up the axe instead of relying on her fists.<br />
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Originally called Raizel Sundering, he took on a different identity after emerging from the rift for reasons unknown. Upon emerging from the rift and meeting up with Altima, they become adventuring buddies again on their journey to find the stones.<br />
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'''Nanael Seregon''' – A feisty and sarcastic Seeker of the sun that Altima encounters during the 7th umbral era. A very capable conjurer and white mage who isn't afraid to fight in the front lines. Her aggressive and somewhat impatient nature lets her jump in the fight herself while healing her party members. She has an extremely high affinity to the holy magics which is often displayed by her constantly releasing bursts of holy magic against her foes. Sometimes, she does go overboard and ends up almost giving Ryudo heart attacks during their journey.<br />
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Her main goal in this journey is unknown but one thing is clear. Deep within that sarcastic shell, there is a will to get herself stronger, leading Altima to believe that there is something for her to gain in the Allagan ruins that they explore.<br />
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She also has a talent for playing musical instruments and is essentially the party's bard.<br />
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'''Jaestin Shadebreaker''' - A hyur Midlander from the same noble family that cast aside Altima. A close friend of Altima when she was studying in the academy. Right after the war, he had left for Eorzea to look for a legendary blacksmith in Ishgard. Unfortunately for him, he got caught up in ishgardian politics and got involved in tracking down a rogue ishardian lancer, eventually bestowing upon him the power of the dragoon. Altima and Jaestin met and journeyed together for a short time. They both parted ways before the end of the 6th umbral era and he has not been seen since. people believed that he had gone back to his homeland although rumors of his sightings have come to Altima’s Attention from time to time.<br />
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Altima bears no ill-will to Jaestin as he is one of her closest friends when they were growing up. He would always visit her family’s smithy when he was young and was a frequent customer as well. He was also completely unaware of all the events that had happened to the house and was unable to defend Altima.<br />
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In terms of combat, Altima has yet to win a single time. Jaestin is an accomplished spearman who was said to be the hero of the three kings gate while Altima had moderate experience in combat. Whether his skill was superior to hers or she was always unconsciously holding back, no one knows which is the better fighter.<br />
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===Enemies===<br />
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Altima does not have anyone so far the she could call an enemy. She may hold some lingering disgust to other members of the Shadebreaker family. Throughout her travels and jobs she would have made several that she has not heard of yet.<br />
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==Rumors==<br />
===Common Rumors===<br />
::* She's going to die in some back alley if she keeps going against the crime lords. - local guardsman<br />
::* Definitely one of the better sellswords i've seen in these parts. - Satisfied customer<br />
::* Useless, A sellsword that values principles over money? No surprise that she lives in the slums. - Ul'dahn loanshark.<br />
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===Moderate Rumors===<br />
::* I don't like it when she looks at me. It feels like her left eye is staring deep into my soul. - Local shopkeeper.<br />
::* I've seen her fight with my own eyes. It's like watching lightning strike. It's magnificent - Arena combatant<br />
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===Rare Rumors===<br />
::* She appears to be looking for something and would do anything for information. Hehe. - Shady tavernkeeper.<br />
::* The void has an interesting plans for that one... May she find the stones she seeks. - Cocobuki of the Thaumaturges Guild.<br />
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===PC Rumors===<br />
::* "I've never seen her in action, but I wouldn't want to be on the wrong side of that Axe she's always carrying around" -[[Natalie Mcbeef]]<br />
::* "She's told me about her training and it's intimidating. The axe she's got even more so when she tells me she wants to spar." - [[Kage Kiryuu]]<br />
::* "Altima's just an average sellsword, not much more to say." - [[Arky Mosuke]]<br />
::* "As Nymeia weaves, a bond made. Wind promises. Darkness delays. Bittersweet rhapsody." - [[U'tano Kazhe]]<br />
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==Annotations==<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
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<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
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'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
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:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
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*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
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<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
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*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
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*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
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<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
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*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
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<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
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*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
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<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
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*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
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'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Altima_Zeroblade Altima Zeroblade]<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33721Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-28T17:57:32Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
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<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83081877814/asknamu-have-a-horrible-horrible-sketch-the Keroa's Tales: Slap and Swan Dive]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/83371202906/a-new-babysitter Keroa's Tales: A New Babysitter]<br />
**[http://keroamosuke.tumblr.com/post/84088106139/hours-passed-by-in-the-now-silent-inn-room-as-ao Keroa's Tales: Morning After]<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
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<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33612Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:27:35Z<p>Utano: </p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33611Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:27:17Z<p>Utano: /* Tendencies */</p>
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| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
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| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
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<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
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*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br/><br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33610Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:26:46Z<p>Utano: </p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33609Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:26:05Z<p>Utano: </p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
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<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33608Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:25:36Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, Choosing to accompany Zara, he accepts the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33607Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:24:16Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Ao has been in Zarara Zara’s family’s employ for over a decade, hired as Zara’s sole bodyguard when the child prodigy began sneaking off her estate to pursue her research across the Coerthas Central Highlands. Despite their age difference, Ao and Zara have become close as the years passed, Zara being the person who, perhaps, most truly and deeply understands and can communicate with Ao despite his silence. Zara hires Ao directly, herself, when she leaves her family estate as a teenager to pursue her research further in Limsa Lominsa. While Ao previously had no desire to leave the snowbound mountains he finds most comfortable, he was unwilling to leave Zara’s protection to another, accepting the revised contract.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33606Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:14:25Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Like the moon’s pull on the ocean, creating waves, U’tano has never directly crossed Ao’s path but has shaped it, nonetheless. Under Zara’s direction, he sometimes takes on odd jobs for U’tano, leading him to have an awareness of the people she interacts with and the stories left in her wake.<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33605Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:09:38Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – A sweet and somewhat daring Miqo'te that Ao met exploring the Labyrinth of the Anceints. Their paths cross again in the East Shroud. Still in its early stages, a gentle friendship seems to be taking shape.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33604Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:05:38Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33603Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:05:06Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao a deep bond has formed between Ao and Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior. When Ao is not with Zara, Ao is most likely to be found at Mi's side or alone. <br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33602Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T15:00:40Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes. After Arky unexpectedly leaves Keroa to his care, Ao’s bond with Keroa deepens as she becomes one of only three individuals that seem to truly understand him despite his continuing silence. This friendship translates into an even greater protectiveness towards Keroa and her happiness. Ao will take up the fight for her, even against Arky, if he thinks it is in Keroa’s best interest.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33601Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-27T14:52:48Z<p>Utano: /* Relationships */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – Ao met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania, Arky attempting a conversation with Ao upon finding him crouched, relaxing under the deluge. Over the course of several more chance encounters, Ao grew fond of Arky’s company, viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, and becoming increasingly protective him. Due to frequent misunderstandings, their relationship is complex and somewhat volatile. Regardless, Ao simply can’t seem to leave Arky alone for too long without checking up on him. <br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33325Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-25T19:43:06Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33324Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-25T19:42:38Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
</br><br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33323Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-25T19:42:22Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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| imagewidth = 250<br />
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| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
<br />
<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
<br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
<br />
<br />
</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33322Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-25T19:42:06Z<p>Utano: /* Rumors */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
<br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
<br />
<br />
*"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=33321Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-25T19:41:16Z<p>Utano: /* Tendencies */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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<br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
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:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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:Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br/><br />
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<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head regularly.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
<br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
<br />
<br />
"I have to be more alert to detect his presence. I have not met anyone else who can sneak up on you completely undetected or unheard." - Altima Zeroblade<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33320U'tano Kazhe2014-04-25T19:05:18Z<p>Utano: /* Appearance */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = U’tano Kazhe<br />
| image = Y_Utano_RPC6.jpg <br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/ FFXIV Lodestone]<br />
| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_6 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_6_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
}}&nbsp;<br />
<br />
== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
<br/><br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair either tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear, or down pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair with white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
<br />
:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn '''Ariel Madaellyn'''] – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''Dav Davion''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''Eadbhar Kilar''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki '''Haruki Aoyuki (alt)'''] – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kage_Kiryuu '''Kage Kiryuu'''] – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen '''Kerr V’yen'''] – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''Mithiria Deschain''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef '''Natalie McBeef'''] – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''Railalis Nethikir''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''Rexaius Thundersoul''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn Ariel Madaellyn] – Ari<br />
* Eadbhard Kilar – Ead<br />
* Lambert Arkwright – Lambs<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef Natalie McBeef] – Nats <br />
* Pepinot Foret – Pepi<br />
* Rexaius Thundersoul – Rex<br />
* Xel’naga Trellvani – Xels<br />
<br/><br />
Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=C%27kayah_Tia C’Kayah Tia] – Sideways<br />
* Dav Davion – DavBandit<br />
* K’zin Silkencoat – Silky<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen Kerr V’yen] – Ash Axe<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea] – Mi<br />
* Railalis Nethikir – Red<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Torken_Queb Torken Queb] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27zhan_Tia U’zhan Tia] – Zhanza<br />
* Yuki Yumiya – Yuyuya<br />
* Zinboldo Ignemortel – Zinzin<br />
<br/><br />
'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br />
<br />
[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe&diff=33319U'tano Kazhe2014-04-25T19:04:16Z<p>Utano: /* Appearance */</p>
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| gender = Female<br />
|citizenship = Gridania<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 13th day of the 5th sstral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Nymeia, the Spinner<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Oblivious; mayhap bisexual<br />
| stat_4 = IC Blog<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/ FFXIV Lodestone]<br />
| stat_5 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to U’tano<br/> ==<br />
<br />
Referred to in some circles as the “Weaver’s Daughter”, U’tano is an incessant wanderer – cheerful, mischievous, and mayhap a bit reckless. An adherent of Nymeia, her origins are largely a mystery.<br />
<br />
From birth, U’tano was frequently left with strangers in new locations across Eorzea as her mother adventured, taking whatever odd jobs she encountered. Mother would introduce U’tano to a new caretaker and leave U’tano with an affectionate pat to her head, a stroke of her ears and a kiss blown back over her shoulder before passing out of sight. An indeterminate period of time would pass and Mother would return blowing U’tano a kiss from afar. With a pat to U’tano’s head and a stroke of her ears, Mother would take U’tano’s hand leading her onwards to their next destination without delay. Never time for farewells. Never a moment to stay.<br />
<br />
Mayhap the clearest account of U’tano’s history available is found in the following excerpt from her journals:<br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/34059 '''''Reflections on Father''''']<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''As recently as the Sixth Astral Age, the Archons were a legend; a hidden mystery – fleeting, unseen. Such was Father. A myth. A shadow. A whispered dream. Perhaps because Mother rarely spoke of him, each incident sparkles in my memory like a precious, shining jewel.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Recalling their meeting, a restless wind tousles Mother’s fiery locks around her wistful countenance. Slowly, she reaches her right hand, fingers outstretched, to grasp the starlit sky.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''“Just like your father…,” she breathes, “…a wandering wind, warm and enticing, gives shape and form to darkness so brilliant that my heart is moved.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''On another occasion, Mother shares, “U’tano, you are the song of the divine wind – a hymn of The Twelve – fate’s melody woven to the harmony held in a moment of time.”<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Father, do you know? Am I a song of The Twelve? A miracle?<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I stand transfixed, balanced between the radiant sun and twin moons; embraced by the warm, wandering wind and brilliant darkness. I am content to slumber, eyes open.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''Years pass and the dance of celestial bodies distorts; frenzied and erratic. As the wind freezes and the darkness howls, I awaken to myself. Nymeia beckons me. I am the harmony held in a moment of time. I am fate's melody. I am the song of the divine wind.<br/>''</blockquote><blockquote>''The Seventh Umbral Age begins.''<br/></blockquote><br />
<br/><br />
== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
'''''Body:'''''<br />
:U’tano is a shortie! According to average racial height expectations, mayhap she is not the absolute shortest Miqo’te, but mayhap she is the second shortest. She is lithe and agile, with surprising strength and athleticism for one with such a diminutive frame. U’tano’s skin tone is akin to cinnamon sticks or a mythical beverage called “caramel macchiato”. She has a black symbol on her back beneath her neck centered between her shoulder blades that darkens or disappears, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Face:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s face is marked by symmetrical double-stripes of brown adorning each cheek. She has dichromatic eyes of pumpkin and teal rimmed by dark lashes and purple liner. An orange tattoo kisses her left cheek as if it were the trail of a tear left behind once wiped away and a small, circular red jewel is poised in the center of her forehead. A short, fine scar cuts across the bridge of her nose, bearing record to her first misadventures with a self-made bow where she nearly lost her face to incoming claws and fangs before a burnished Ash Axe saved her and drove the beast away. U’tano’s lips are glossy, a darker hue than her skin and stripes.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
:U’tano’s hair is a blend of salmon and ginger; sun-touched orange red accented by golden yellow layers on head and tail. Modeling function as opposed to frivolity, she keeps her hair tied up in two ponytails, bangs cut short and sides away to keep her vision clear or pulled back with a ribbon. Preferring pretty things, U’tano ties her hair in white ribbons; understated considering her usual color preferences, but easy to find or make again should they come undone, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
:U’tano changes her clothing as often as she changes locations with a bias towards wearing whatever is most functional despite any discomfort it causes her related to partial nudity, or distasteful colors or patterns.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Resume<br/> ==<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
:Raised on the kindness of strangers, far from any markets, U’tano was taught to value self-sufficiency. As a fisherwoman and budding botanist, U’tano gathers what she needs and enjoys feasting on her fish even more than trading them for other goods and services. Nophica provides, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Martially, U’tano has become skilled in song, archery and the healing arts, finding these most useful in her wanderings, learning what she could from caretakers and others met, as Nymeia weaves.<br/><br />
<br />
:Attracted to shiny things, U’tano spent hours watching goldsmiths at work until one offered her his tools and taught her the basics to making her own jewelry. She has since acquainted herself with the miner’s pickaxe, thrilled by the possibility of unearthing rare and precious treasures. Related to her standard for self-sufficiency, U’tano practices carpentry and leatherworking to keep both her bows and clothes mended.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
*She performs handstands anywhere, including one-armed handstands<br />
*She crosses her tail when wishing others luck or good fortune (dexterous and agile, indeed!)<br />
*Disengaged from discussions of "why", "what", or "when", she is able to entertain herself anywhere at anytime until specific action is required of her<br />
*She composes song and verse as the whim strikes her. Her collection continues to grow: <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962473/ A Seneschal’s Prayer]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1033484/ Arky's Dirge]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994355/ Dennthota’s Refrain]<br />
**Desert Lullaby (rumored)<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962525/ Fogfens Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/994286/ Kage’s Carol]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962584/ Little Solace Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/962539/ Praetorium Lullaby]<br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/1013421/ Surilian's Serenade] <br />
**[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/842124/blog/178344/ Selene’s Song]<br />
**The Ash Axe (rumored)<br/><br />
<br/><br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
'''''The U Tribe:'''''<br />
: While her name may indicate a relationship with the U tribe in the Sagoli Desert, U’tano was unaware of their existence until her involvement with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn led her to investigate an earth-shaking primal threat. Upon successfully gaining the U tribes’ trust, U’odh Nunh invited her to join his harem. U’tano declined.<br/><br />
<br />
:Regarding her name, one theory is that Mother belonged to the U-tribe, and upheld generations of naming traditions despite her non-traditional mating. U’tano’s father is, on all accounts, a mystery. <br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn '''Ariel Madaellyn'''] – U’tano’s favorite drinking friend, she met Ariel Madaellyn shortly after finding a crystal engraved with a small hand on her wanderings. Heeding a call for assistance that arose from the crystal, U’tano was led across Eorzea to Monument Tower and ultimately to meet a number of people including Ariel who had similar crystals in their possession.<br />
* '''Dav Davion''' – Dav smoothly flirted with U’tano, inviting her out for a drink as she argued with her retainer in Hawker’s Ally one afternoon. As alcohol rapidly leads U’tano to comatose sleep for many hours, she doesn’t recall much of their initial meeting beyond learning that Dav is well-acquainted with Ariel Madaellyn and connected to the Hands of the Twelve. With U’tano’s continued involvement with the Hands of the Twelve, she and Dav have had multiple adventures. She especially enjoys receiving flowers from Dav, which she will wind into her hair over her left ear.<br />
* '''Eadbhar Kilar''' – U’tano first encountered the Highlander Ead during an investigation of Haukke Manor. As Nymeia weaves, their paths have crossed repeatedly at various dungeons since. U’tano enjoys listening to Ead’s stories. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki '''Haruki Aoyuki (alt)'''] – A male Miqo’te employed as a bodyguard by the young Lalafel Zarara Zara. Immensely entertained by his reactions to the world and other people, Zara loans Ao’s services to U’tano, and others, having him perform odd jobs and general monster slaying from time-to-time. <br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kage_Kiryuu '''Kage Kiryuu'''] – U’tano’s favorite airship, she first met Kage at a beach party she attended in the Mist. She enjoys watching Kage’s love woes unfold, understanding Momodi’s delight in hearing similar tales.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen '''Kerr V’yen'''] – U’tano’s “Ash Axe”. The first Miqo’te beside Mother that U’tano spends time with in her youth, and the first male Miqo’te U’tano encounters. Others generally assume U’tano is several years younger than Kerr, although it is unknown whether or not this is truly the case. U’tano believes Kerr to be the ideal Miqo’te and uses what she knows of him to judge all things Miqo’te. Having learned basic combat and survival skills from him, U’tano seeks to surpass his strength and agility someday. More recently, U’tano re-encountered Kerr during a visit to the hotsprings in Camp Bronze Lake. Recognizing only his ashen tail after many years apart, U’tano accuses Kerr of stealing his tail from her Ash Axe. Before the evening ends, Kerr affixes a linkpearl to U’tano’s ear so she cannot fully disappear on him ever again. <br />
* '''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – A free-spirited Miqo’te U’tano met at Nymeia’s stone near Moraby Drydocks. They traveled together for several weeks until Mi wandered off to resume her own research. During their travels they became very close, developing a sister-like relationship.<br />
* '''Mithiria Deschain''' – U’tano can’t clearly recall meeting this enigmatic Hyur; likewise U’tano cannot recall a time when Mithiria was unknown to her. Mithiria is mayhap the individual most solidly etched into U’tano’s memory.<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef '''Natalie McBeef'''] – A Sultansworn introduced to U’tano by Rexaius Thundersoul outside the Quicksand. Someone U’tano hopes to come to know more. <br />
* '''Railalis Nethikir''' – An awkward Maelstrom officer that has caught U’tano's attention. She alternates between protecting him, nagging him and pranking him because his reactions provide her with hours of amusement.<br />
* '''Rexaius Thundersoul''' – A silver-serpent tongued Hyur that U’tano met through her involvement with the Hand of the Twelve. He has a knack for interrupting her usual rhythm and keeping her on her toes and off-balance.<br />
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'''''Nicknames:'''''<br/><br />
Exacerbated by her transient nature, U’tano’s memory for specific individuals and their names is limited. Affectionately and energetically, U’tano nicknames most individuals that she interacts with on a highly irregular, but frequent in her own definition, basis. She typically finds shorter names are easier to remember and will shorten longer names or connect them to an idea, object or rhythmic sound.<br/><br />
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Examples of shortened nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Ariel_Madaellyn Ariel Madaellyn] – Ari<br />
* Eadbhard Kilar – Ead<br />
* Lambert Arkwright – Lambs<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Natalie_Mcbeef Natalie McBeef] – Nats <br />
* Pepinot Foret – Pepi<br />
* Rexaius Thundersoul – Rex<br />
* Xel’naga Trellvani – Xels<br />
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Examples of other nicknames:<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=C%27kayah_Tia C’Kayah Tia] – Sideways<br />
* Dav Davion – DavBandit<br />
* K’zin Silkencoat – Silky<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen Kerr V’yen] – Ash Axe<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea] – Mi<br />
* Railalis Nethikir – Red<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Torken_Queb Torken Queb] – Grabby-Hands<br />
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27zhan_Tia U’zhan Tia] – Zhanza<br />
* Yuki Yumiya – Yuyuya<br />
* Zinboldo Ignemortel – Zinzin<br />
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'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
* Lihtleita – A unicorn U’tano befriended in the North Shroud, she carries U’tano almost anywhere U’tano doesn’t want to walk herself<br />
* Ranbu – A chocobo presented to U’tano by the Twin Adder in recognition for her services, Ranbu is most often found fighting by U’tano’s side or resting in his stable<br />
* Lenny – A tiny tortoise that rides in U’tano’s satchel<br />
* Pepin – A wide-eyed fawn<br />
* Leroy and Zaps – ‘Bunkles, emerald and topaz respectively<br/><br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
* She refers to herself as “U”. She does not use “I” or “me” when she speaks.<br />
* She frequently closes her eyes, tilting her face up towards the sky and turning it into the wind or rain if there is any, her right arm reaching high with fingers outstretched. At this time, her body remains still save for the movement of her ears as she appears to be listening to… something<br />
* She taps her lips with her right forefinger when she is deep in thought.<br />
* She bites her lower lip when she is jealous.<br />
* Her tail lashes when she is happy, and when she is dreaming.<br />
* She lives, speaks and acts in the present; she’s not one to engage in conversations about her past or future, but she is happy to listen to whatever stories anyone else would like to share with her about themselves<br />
* She prefers sleeping outdoors to sleeping in cities and grumbles whenever she is forced to stay in an inn, finding the beds incredibly uncomfortable. Likewise, she prefers sleeping snuggled up to someone familiar for the added warmth and companionship.<br />
* She makes her own band-aids, infused with healing potions and restorative tinctures. She carries these in her satchel to aid friends suffering from physical or emotional wounds and damaging status effects. The band-aids vary in design and are brightly colored, often decorated with childlike drawings of nefarious Eorzean critters.<br/><br />
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'''''Likes:'''''<br />
* People! Even people with bad personalities<br />
* Bright colors<br />
* Fish<br />
* Sylphs<br />
* Fairies, Selene especially<br />
* Exploring dungeons, introducing the inhabitants to death and dismemberment, as Nymeia weaves<br />
* Having her head patted and ears touched<br/><br />
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'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
* Eye patches<br />
* Headwear that covers her ears; it itches, and is uncomfortable!<br />
* Kisses that do not fly on the wind<br />
* Uninvited physical advances<br/><br />
<br/><br />
'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
* “U is U”<br />
* “As Nymeia weaves, U is alone, or not.”<br />
* “U’s past? Yesterday’s music is written. Now – in this moment - I sing.”<br />
* “Why speak of the heart as if it is limited in feeling by parameters of flesh and blood? By Althyk, like space and time, the heart is infinite. Always room to feel more deeply, yes.”<br />
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[[category:Player Character]]</div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=32573Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-19T15:06:50Z<p>Utano: /* Tendencies */</p>
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| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
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| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
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<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
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'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
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:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
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<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
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*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
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<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
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== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*When he does speak, he frequently drops vowels.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head frequently.<br />
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<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
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<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
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<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
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*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
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== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
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'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=32572Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-19T15:06:08Z<p>Utano: /* Tendencies */</p>
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| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
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<br />
== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Skills:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
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== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
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<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head frequently.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
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<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
*"'ccom'd'ting"<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
<br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
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</div></div></div></div>Utanohttps://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki&diff=32571Haruki Aoyuki2014-04-19T15:05:43Z<p>Utano: /* Tendencies */</p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Haruki Aoyuki<br />
| image = RPC_Ao_04.jpg<br />
| imagewidth = 250<br />
| caption = <br />
| title = <br />
| gender = Male<br />
|citizenship = Limsa Lominsa<br />
| race = Miqo'te<br />
| clan = Seeker of The Sun<br />
| stat_1 = Birth Date <br />
| stat_1_value = 1st day of the 1st astral moon<br />
| stat_2 = Guardian<br />
| stat_2_value = Halone, the Fury<br />
| stat_3 = Orientation<br />
| stat_3_value = Males<br />
| stat_4 = Screenshot Gallery<br />
| stat_4_value = [http://s851.photobucket.com/user/Eriyalle/slideshow/FFXIV%20Adventures%20with%20Fun Photobucket]<br />
| stat_5 = OOC Twitch<br />
| stat_5_value = [http://www.twitch.tv/eriyalle/profile Eriyalle on Twitch]<br />
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== Introduction to Ao<br/> ==<br />
… … … [silence] ~Ao<br />
<br/><br/><br />
<blockquote>[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/771777/blog/1054970/ '''''A Meeting''''']</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>The morning sun brazenly streams through the narrow, high window behind me. Dust motes dance in the focused rays of light – rainbow prisms, refracted. I blink a few times, wondering at Althyk’s speed, my eyes gritty and dry from a night spent hunched over the tallow candle on my desk in study and writing that feels like minutes where hours passed. I don’t need to look around to feel he’s there – awake, alert, still – the weight of his presence is palpable to me now, after these many years together. A peaceful moment passes as I hear the ocean waves beat against the nearby harbor, a stray ray of sunlight tracing itself across my cheek to warm my skin. I rise, stretching, and move to open the window; rainbow-glittering motes transforming back into dust.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He crouches by the doorway on the balls of his feet, his arms loose in front of him and his tail curled behind, somehow fading into the shadows despite his solid, muscular height and the weighty two-handed axe strapped casually to his back. His orange eyes gleam darkly, closer to red in the shadows.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>A cool ocean breeze explores the room from the now-open window as I return to my research notes. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it caress his hair and he blinks his eyes once, slowly, the lion-tufted tip of his tail lashing in a small, swift motion up and down once in happiness. I suppress a giggle, remembering...<br/></blockquote><blockquote>My first impression of him? Blue. Blue and fierce, towering above me at what must be four times my height and ten to fifteen years my senior with a rough axe strapped to his lithe, muscular frame. A tight hempen top covered his chest but left his shoulders, back and abdomen naked to the bitter air of Coerthas. A fleeting thought, ‘who would walk around with skin bare in this cold?’ interrupted my appraisal of him as I peeked out timidly from behind my father. Not naturally shy, I found the combined effect of his features intimidating: kukuru butter brown skin, short cerulean-blue hair touched with the color of seafoam, black-tipped ears, facial features subdued under a mask of pale blue from forehead to chin, eyes rimmed by tattoos evoking ice shards, a long scar cutting across his right eye from his forehead to his cheekbone, his posture still and alert. My father introduced us, seeming pleased at my temerity as I had recently been caught sneaking out of the house to go about my research.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Zara this is S’hinja Tia. He’s the one I told you about, the one I hired to protect you. Please don’t wander from our estates without him.’''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I nodded, frozen by anxiety under the Miqo’te Seeker’s gaze. A falling snowflake landed on my nose and I blinked, looking up at a sky suddenly filled with white. The wind picked up, howling and my father turned beckoning the Miqo’te and I to move from the doorstep into the warm rooms of our manor. My feet, however, refused to budge. My mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. The snow hitting my new guardian was… steaming. In the heavy snowfall the effect was unmistakable. He stood motionless, watching me with his blazing orange eyes as the snow steamed, dancing around him. The sun broke through the clouds, a stray ray illuminating his hair, the steam refracting the light into a myriad of frolicking rainbows. It was remarkable. A laugh began deep in my throat, threatening to burst from my lips. I suppressed it with some trouble, smiling up at him.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>He considered me, expressionless. His tail lashed once, slightly, the movement nearly imperceptible.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Haruki Aoyuki!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I clapped with delight, more confident in my decision.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Sunshine and life, and blue in the snow.’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>His expression flickered with what might be a grimace before returning to its stony impenetrability, his ears twitching once, nearly imperceptible. My anxiety forgotten in my curiosity, I approached him with a radiant smile.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘May I call you Haruki Aoyuki?’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I peered at his face closely, my own neck craned backward painfully at this new angle. One of his eyebrows arched slightly as he turned his head to break our gaze. His tail lashed once, slightly, as he remained silent.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>''‘Ao it is, then!’ ''<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I watched as a faint blush tinged his cheeks, his gaze remaining averted. Gruff and low, so quiet I almost missed hearing it through the wind’s cries, the words ‘Ochi Mochi’ rumbled across my ears. The short phrase sounded like sulking. The laughter I could no longer suppress burst forth, ringing out across the entryway.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>I felt my hair tousled gently by a hand as large as my head, rough with weathered callouses. Blinking in surprise, I reached up and wrapped his hand in my much smaller ones with a joyful grin. My father beckoned to us again from further inside the estate, annoyed at the wind and snow entering through the still open door. A strong arm scooped me up, pressing me against a broad chest that radiated palpable waves of heat, slightly damp from melting snow, and carried me inside.<br/></blockquote><blockquote>~from the writings of Zarara Zara<br/></blockquote><br />
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== Appearance<br/> ==<br />
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'''''Body:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Face:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Hair and Tail:'''''<br />
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<br/>'''''Clothing and Accessories:'''''<br />
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== Resume<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Skills:'''''<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br/>'''''Hobbies/Talents:'''''<br />
<br />
*Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br />
== Relationships<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''The S Tribe:'''''<br />
<br />
:Ao’s tribe, and particularly those raising him, were strict and closed to behaviors, speech and beliefs that differed from their own. Spending much of his childhood enduring ongoing punishment and daily censure for displays of individuality, Ao eventually stopped speaking and adopted subtler forms of non-verbal expression. Serious and deeply passionate by nature, he communicates through actions rather than words. With a warmer than average body temperature, loathing heat, Ao could not fathom pledging himself to Azeyma, the deity he sees as an embodiment of everything he dislikes most in the world. When he deemed his skill with the axe was sufficient for him to survive alone, he left his tribe in search of cooler climes. Without regret, he has not encountered the S-tribe since.<br/><br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Player Characters:'''''<br />
<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Arky_Mosuke <b>Arky Mosuke</b>] – He met Arky on a rainy day in Gridania. After several more chance encounters, Ao is growing fond of Arky’s company. Viewing him in a similar light to how he views Zara, Ao is becoming increasingly protective of Arky.<br />
*'''Dianthus Itsaul''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Keroa_Mosuke <b>Keroa Mosuke</b>] – Arky’s sometime companion, Ao finds something of a kindred spirit in Keroa’s silence. He is intrigued by her relationship with Arky and respects the deep fire he sees burning behind her eyes.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen <b>Kerr V’yen</b>] – Ao met Kerr outside a Limsa Lominsan alley. The noise of a street fight drew Ao’s attention as he escorted his young charge through the city. Within the alley’s shadows, Ao caught a glimpse of the combatants and his own expression.. flickered. Seeing Ao’s expression waver, Zara waited for the fight to end, watching curiously until Kerr came out of the alley victorious, albeit slightly bruised. As Kerr looked at them in surprise and turned on heel to distance himself quickly, Zara stubbornly pursued him to tend his minor wounds with Ao alert and vigilant at her side. If Zara had to guess the meaning of Ao’s expression, she’d say it was love at first sight…<br />
*'''[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=M%27dhori_Rhea M’dhori Rhea]''' – Over the course of an intensive and grueling training exercise, Ao and Mi found themselves repeatedly bound by Fate. Their opposing personalities aside, Ao has grown fond of Mi through countless shared battles and adventures, leading him to tolerate – and sometimes delight in - her eccentric behavior.<br />
*[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe '''U’tano Kazhe (alt)'''] – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
*'''Zarara Zara''' – Placeholder text is boring but I wanted to post without more delays, apologies!<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Notable Minions, Mounts and other Critters'''''<br />
<br />
*Eye – An ahriman Ao encountered, gravely wounded, in the mountains above Dzemael Darkhold. With Zara’s assistance, Ao nursed the Ahriman back to health. It now skulks ever near Ao’s side, heeding his call.<br />
*Kiiroi – A chocobo presented to Ao by the Maelstrom in recognition for his services.<br />
<br />
== Tendencies<br/> ==<br />
<br />
'''''Notable Habits:'''''<br />
<br />
*All of his expressions are subtle, easily missed if one is not paying attention.<br />
*He does not like to speak, so he rarely says more than a word or two. Furthermore, direct personal questions will often be deflected, avoided or met with silence.<br />
*Fond of Lalafell, he will lick them in greeting.<br />
*He pats others on the head frequently.<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Likes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Lalafell<br />
*Stargazing<br />
*Snow<br />
*Watching over others<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Dislikes:'''''<br />
<br />
*Anything remotely hot: the desert, sunshine, fire, spicy food…<br />
*Talking<br />
*Personal Questions<br />
*Crowds<br />
<br />
<br/>'''''Quotable Quotes:'''''<br />
<br />
*“T’anks”<br />
*“pol’gies”<br />
*“Hot”<br />
<br />
== Rumors<br/> ==<br />
In his line of work, Ao's sense are always on high alert. As such, he'd note any rumors floating around about him. <br />
<br />
'''''Looking Through a Glass Darkly: Player-Based Rumors'''''<br />
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