Cade Baneblade - Revision history

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Cade: /* ♦ General */

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‎♦ General

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 Born in one of the outlying towns of the Coerthas highlands; when the wyrm Nidhogg was last awake some 20 years prior laying waste to the countryside he was ushered southward at the behest of his parents to stay with cousins in Ul'dah.
-Or at least that's what he'll tell you when prompted.  Truth is he had issues with his father, who was a chocobo breeder.  The rancher wouldn't acknowledge or legitimize the affair he had out of wedlock, only taking in the youth after his poor mother dropped him on that cold doorstep.  His time there was short.  His adopted mother despised him because he was a constant reminder of his father's disloyalty and his blood-father kept him at a distance to better appease the rest of the family.
+Or at least that's what he'll tell you when prompted.  Truth is he had issues with his father, who was a chocobo breeder.  The rancher wouldn't acknowledge or legitimize the affair he had out of wedlock, only taking in the youth after Cade's mother dropped him on that cold highland doorstep.  His only real friend was a half-cousin named Kenna.  His time there was short.  His adopted mother despised him because he was a constant reminder of his father's disloyalty and his blood-father kept him at a distance to better appease the rest of the family.
 Having become disenchanted with his relatives as a whole, he snuck southward with a traveling merchant group, acting as a runner between wagons, then a regular sellsword once he was older.  The veteran mercenaries doted fondly on him, treating him as something of a mascot, and Cade learned how to negotiate with both a quick tongue and deft sword hand.
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 === '''♦  The Order''' ===
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-File:gobbo.png|Lounging with the locals.
+File:gobbo.png|Hanging out with the locals.
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-File:crawler.png|Viscious Crawlers!
+File:crawler.png|Viscious beasts!
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 :<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Jeros Redd]]''' – Drinking buddy, Free Company coworker, respects his work ethic more than he'll actually admit.</span></span>
-:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Nymh]]''' – Drinking buddy, occasional co-adventurer that drags Cade out to be amongst the living</span></span>
+:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Nymh Chelewae]]''' – Drinking buddy, occasional co-adventurer that drags Cade out to be amongst the living</span></span>
 :<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Gen Quickpaw]]''' – Drinking buddy, Free Company leader and employer</span></span>

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 Having become disenchanted with his relatives as a whole, he snuck southward with a traveling merchant group, acting as a runner between wagons, then a regular sellsword once he was older.  The veteran mercenaries doted fondly on him, treating him as something of a mascot, and Cade learned how to negotiate with both a quick tongue and deft sword hand.
 While originally raised with notable religious devotion to the Fury, has had something of a crisis of faith in the past few years, believing the Twelve have forsaken the world to its own fate.  Still mutters the occasional litany or prayer out of habit more than anything else, wanting to find solidity in his spirituality but ultimately finding little comfort in the effort.  Despite this, he makes his annoyance clearly known when anyone else seeks to offer solace through prayer or provide spiritual guidance.
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 === '''♦  The Order''' ===
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 Though having no true allegiance to anything other than their own moral code, Cade occasionally dons the armor of the black-clad vigilantes to enact their own justice on the wrongs of the world around them.  Typically based in the Coerthian region, but they've been known to go where needed.
 Cade sees these jobs as a higher calling, and often foregoes paid contracts in order to dole out punishment to the wicked or hunt an infamous monster.
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 When he's not encased in imposing bulky armor and taking hits to the face, he'll be wearing something comfortable.  A worn leather jacket that smells of nutmeg.  Open Ul'dah-styled shirt.  Comfy pants.  Comfy boots.  He'd wear pajamas all the day if he felt like it'd help his chances with attracting the opposite sex.
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 Self-proclaimed silver-tongued charmer.  If she's pretty and unspoken for there is a good chance he'll flirt, even if it's just to get a rueful smile.  When drinking he certainly has been known to be shamelessly brazen about it too, but that's more because he enjoys the game of it.  Every girl is a different sort of lock to finagle.  He doesn't want to steal hearts, just give them a bit of a caress (and a proper swat to their bottoms).  Short-term flings are all he's known, feeling himself incapable of settling down (or he just hasn't met the right gal yet).
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-=== '''♦  General''' ===
+=== '''♦  General History''' ===
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-Born in one of the outlying towns of the Coerthas region; when the wyrm Nidhogg was last awake some 20 years prior laying waste to the countryside he was ushered southward at the behest of his parents to stay with cousins in Ul'dah.
+Born in one of the outlying towns of the Coerthas highlands; when the wyrm Nidhogg was last awake some 20 years prior laying waste to the countryside he was ushered southward at the behest of his parents to stay with cousins in Ul'dah.
 Or at least that's what he'll tell you when prompted.  Truth is he had issues with his father, who was a chocobo breeder.  The rancher wouldn't acknowledge or legitimize the affair he had out of wedlock, only taking in the youth after his poor mother dropped him on that cold doorstep.  His time there was short.  His adopted mother despised him because he was a constant reminder of his father's disloyalty and his blood-father kept him at a distance to better appease the rest of the family.
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 Having spent the majority of his youth meandering along the trading routes, he picked up a variety of skillsets and has proven to be quite adaptable when put under the right sort of motivation (that motivation being gil, and the need to impress women mostly).
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 ===<div style="padding:10px 35px;  background:#2C3539;  font-size:14px;  color:#FFFFFF"><span class="mw-headline">Friends </span></div><div style="border:0px solid;  padding:8px"> ===
-:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Jeros Redd]]''' – Drinking buddy, Free Company coworker</span></span>
+:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Jeros Redd]]''' – Drinking buddy, Free Company coworker, respects his work ethic more than he'll actually admit.</span></span>
-:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Arianne Soren]]''' – Drinking buddy, brief one-sided crush, Free Company coworker</span></span>
+:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Nymh]]''' – Drinking buddy, occasional co-adventurer that drags Cade out to be amongst the living</span></span>
 :<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Gen Quickpaw]]''' – Drinking buddy, Free Company leader and employer</span></span>
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-Older than he looks. Long dark hair charmingly disheveled like he just woke up from a nap (which is at least half of the time). Notable scar slashes down from the bridge of his nose to under his left eye, and he has multiple stories to tell about how he got it when prompted.  The actual origins of said mark are either quite mundane, or it's a source of embarrassment he doesn't wish to share. His body build is athletic, taut and lean like your average adventurer.
+Older than he looks. Long dark hair charmingly disheveled like he just woke up from a nap (which is at least half of the time). Notable scar slashes down from the bridge of his nose to under his left eye, and he has multiple stories to tell about how he got it when prompted.  The actual origins of said mark are either quite mundane, or it's a source of embarrassment he doesn't wish to share. His body build is athletic, taut and lean like your average adventurer.<br>
 Appears to be lounging wherever he happens to be.
 Monster infested dungeon?  Leaned against the wall.
 Demon desecrated temple?  Sprawled in a pew, even if it's half destroyed.
-Battle-scarred ruined castle?  He'll find someplace to take a nap if given the chance.
+Battle-scarred ruined castle?  He'll find someplace to take a nap if given the chance.<br>
-When he's not encased in imposing bulky armor taking hits to the face, he'll be wearing something comfortable.  A worn leather jacket that smells of nutmeg.  Open Ul'dah-styled shirt.  Comfy pants.  Comfy shoes.  He'd wear pajamas all the day if he felt like it'd help his chances with attracting the opposite sex.
+When he's not encased in imposing bulky armor and taking hits to the face, he'll be wearing something comfortable.  A worn leather jacket that smells of nutmeg.  Open Ul'dah-styled shirt.  Comfy pants.  Comfy boots.  He'd wear pajamas all the day if he felt like it'd help his chances with attracting the opposite sex.
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 | image = Cade2.png
 | imagewidth = 300
-| caption = "...Sounds a way to kill some time."
+| caption = "...Sounds like a way to kill some time."
 | title = Soldier of Fortune
 | gender = Male