Sera Reynolt - Revision history

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-Serani was nearly stripped of all she was for the second time in her life, now a cripple with no name or background. From the wreckage of her ship she fashioned herself equipment to make a journey far to the south, and what she couldn't fashion into a construct she sold along with her talent for physical mechanics. The eye of Sorventhe's vengeance was now also her own; now she needed to return home. To tie off loose ends and create a life that none could take away from her. The sale of her talents took no time at all to accrue the needed coin to travel east. Her plan was to sneak back into Imperial territory by way of Othard, to hide her identity under the scars of her betrayal and staining of her hair to white by the harrowing. Her way was to bypass Doma by traveling across steppe and desert, then journey over mountains and along the coast to come to Ilsbard on its least civilized borders.
+Serani was nearly stripped of all she was for the second time in her life, now a cripple with no name or background. From the wreckage of her ship she fashioned herself equipment to make a journey far to the south, and what she couldn't fashion into a construct she sold along with her talent for physical mechanics. The eye of Sorventhe was now her own; now she needed to return home. To tie off loose ends and create a life that none could take away from her. The sale of her talents took no time at all to accrue the needed coin to travel east. Her plan was to sneak back into Imperial territory by way of Othard, to hide her identity under the scars of her betrayal and staining of her hair to white by the harrowing. Her way was to bypass Doma by traveling across steppe and desert, then journey over mountains and along the coast to come to Ilsbard on its least civilized borders.
-(( To be continued. ))
+Her goal was simple, to end her father and burn his estates. Sera sought vengeance, and simply as that she gained it. She made to flee from Ilsbard again and hid in Gyr Abania to offer her support to the resistance from afar. Sera could never face former enemies but waylaying Garlean patrols back to back with an [[Azhein|equally anti-social tutor]] and leaving the loot she didn't need for her own survival for the Ala Mhigans to take was the least she could do to repay a debt. When independence was secured she graduated to become her own master and moved onward on her own.
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 <font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NAMEDAY...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> 6th day of the 2nd Umbral Moon</font>
-<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''OCCUPATION...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;padding:0px 5px;">   Vagrant | Engineer</font>
+<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''OCCUPATION...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;padding:0px 5px;">   Vagrant | Engineer | Arsenal Scholar</font>
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 '''W A Y W A R D _ S U N'''
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-''"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."''<br>
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-Serani was nearly stripped of all she was for the second time in her life, now a cripple with no name or background. From the wreckage of her ship she fashioned herself equipment to make a journey far to the south, and what she couldn't fashion into a construct she sold along with her talent for physical mechanics. The eye of Sorventhe's vengeance was now also her own; now she needed to return home. To tie off loose ends and create a life that none could take away from her. The sale of her talents took no time at all to accrue the needed coin to travel east. (( To be continued. ))
+Serani was nearly stripped of all she was for the second time in her life, now a cripple with no name or background. From the wreckage of her ship she fashioned herself equipment to make a journey far to the south, and what she couldn't fashion into a construct she sold along with her talent for physical mechanics. The eye of Sorventhe's vengeance was now also her own; now she needed to return home. To tie off loose ends and create a life that none could take away from her. The sale of her talents took no time at all to accrue the needed coin to travel east. Her plan was to sneak back into Imperial territory by way of Othard, to hide her identity under the scars of her betrayal and staining of her hair to white by the harrowing. Her way was to bypass Doma by traveling across steppe and desert, then journey over mountains and along the coast to come to Ilsbard on its least civilized borders.
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 <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #c6c6c6;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''L I K E S'''</center></div></h3>
-: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Cheap peach wine'''. With the cheaper the being the better.</div>
+: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Things'''. She likes all the things.</div>
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-: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Milksops'''. Do you ever quit whinging?</div>
+: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Stuff'''. She hates all the stuff.</div>
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 '''W A Y W A R D _ S U N'''
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-''"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."''
+''"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."''<br>
 Serani was nearly stripped of all she was for the second time in her life, now a cripple with no name or background. From the wreckage of her ship she fashioned herself equipment to make a journey far to the south, and what she couldn't fashion into a construct she sold along with her talent for physical mechanics. The eye of Sorventhe's vengeance was now also her own; now she needed to return home. To tie off loose ends and create a life that none could take away from her. The sale of her talents took no time at all to accrue the needed coin to travel east. (( To be continued. ))
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 <div align=center><div style="padding:10px 0px; background: #607ba5;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px black">'''D O J O'''</div></div>
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-Sera's approach to combat is made under a loose doctrine of self-learning, internal power, and mechanical adaptation. While not outright combining the weapon classes her martial school considers the use of blades, firearms, and 'unarmed' as discipline weapons. It also puts much emphasis on individuality and the creation or alteration of techniques to be optimized to the practitioner's body or equipment.  Standardization of equipment is also equally loose and emphasizes optimizing the soldier's equipment to augment their prowess, with notes on the emotional investment involved with personalizing every aspect of their techniques helps to amplify aetheric outputs.
+Sera's approach to combat is made under a loose doctrine of self-learning, internal power, and mechanical adaptation. While not outright combining the weapon classes her martial school considers the use of blades, firearms, and 'unarmed' as discipline weapons. It also puts much emphasis on individuality and the creation or alteration of techniques to be optimized to the practitioner's body or equipment.  Standardization of equipment is also equally loose and emphasizes optimizing the soldier's equipment to augment their prowess, with notes on the emotional investment involved with personalizing every aspect of their techniques helping to amplify aetheric outputs.
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 Two secondary stances and techniques are also recorded:
 : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Idevgkhul'''. Similar in principle to Iaijutsu, the disciple's weapon is sheathed within its scabbard at the hip and the scabbard is held in place with their off-hand. Otherwise they present a deceptive passive stance, ready to immediately counter with an upward drawing cut.</div>
-: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Oligokh'''. With lighter blades, stances can be made with a one-handed grip. The offhand is ready to knock the opponent's blade away with backhand strikes with a gauntleted fist. A knife or daggercan be held underhanded in the gauntlet for striking behind a longer blade's effective cutting range. </div>
+: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#7e7b79;" size="3">■</font> '''Oligokh'''. With lighter blades, stances can be made with a one-handed grip. The offhand is ready to knock the opponent's blade away with backhand strikes with a gauntleted fist. A knife or dagger can be held underhanded in the gauntlet for striking behind a longer blade's effective cutting range. </div>
 '''Gunner's Doctrine'''
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+Most of all Sera's combat doctrine puts emphasis on survival, stating quite unromantically that if an enemy can be taken out from a range before they can close into close quarters that any such chance should be taken. It is here also that Sera lays out her philosophy when it comes to technology: "Augment".
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 Despite prejudice for her circumstance, her military career was escalated quickly by her raw talent for the material aspect of the world. Technology both mundane and magical was something she could grasp with an almost innate understanding. She rose within the lower architectus ranks and took the name Serani kir-Reynsholt as a mark of her skills, yet the circumstance of her life still kept her from rising into a position of command. Returned to the provinces with her deployment, she recognized not where in the world she was. Never would she come to know a homeland other than the false childhood in Ilsebard.
-More vagueries follow in her accounts of her career after deployment. Whether she truly doesn't know or if she merely feigns loss of memories, Serani was wounded and left for dead in 'barbarian' territory. This fate is the only thing of her self-made story that would have physical evidence and actual documentation. By whatever machinations had her abandoned she had ended up far outside imperial borders and surviving on her instinctual understanding of the physical world. She was for a time a hermit in the hills hunting with her rifle until munitions ran out and then with knives, spears, and whatever rudimentary weapons she could fashion. When the Eorzean adventurers found her, dispatched by a village's rumor of some beast poaching their lands, she was far gone from the imperial engineer she once was. Wounds were cauterized with the power of her weapon, damaged knee braced with a rudimentary construct fashioned from her armor, and her body half-starved from the isolation.
+More vagueries follow in her accounts of her career after deployment. Whether she truly doesn't know or if she merely feigns loss of memories, Serani was wounded and left for dead in 'barbarian' territory. This fate is the only thing of her self-made story that would have physical evidence and actual documentation. By whatever machinations had her abandoned she had ended up far outside imperial borders and surviving on her instinctual understanding of the physical world. She was for a time a hermit in the hills hunting with her rifle until munitions ran out and then with knives, spears, and whatever rudimentary weapons she could fashion. When the Eorzean adventurers found her, dispatched by a village's rumor of some beast poaching their lands, she was far gone from the imperial engineer she once was. Wounds were cauterized with the power of her weapons, damaged knee braced with a rudimentary construct fashioned from her armor, and her body half-starved from the isolation.
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 Nobility always houses some eccentricity, wealth and power giving ways for the well-to-do to indulge in things the common man could not or would not. This is even true beyond Garlemald's iron curtains, high ranking officials military or civilian rarely fail to exploit their power for their own personal pleasures. This was the circumstance that Sera was born in, the bastard child of some unknown Garlean official and his harem of exotic aan 'workers'. More over the children were seperated from their mothers and given to whatever fate ended them. Serani, by unfortunate luck, had a strange talent for exploiting the eccentricities of those of high-office. She won't let his name on her lips yet a wealthy patron did save her from life in the gutter. She was adopted and given citizenship by false identity as the child of his own mistress. All as payment for her service, she was educated and raised adjacent to men of moderate standing. When she outgrew his tastes Sera was free to pursue her education and career with her scorned and solitary position.

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-Though quite obviously taking after her mother as a Miqo'te, sporting a pair of cat-like ears and tail, her other half manifests quite clearly in physique. She is taller and stockier in frame than most catfolk with a height around 5'9". Her musculature is also much more pronounced and her eyes for the most part have rounded pupils with odd-colored irises; ocean green with flecks of silver and gold. Her canine teeth are more pronounced than a Hyur's but not large enough to be of non-aesthetic use like a true Miqo'te might have. Her hair was peremenantly bleached nearly white some time ago with few golden strands remaining, yet she is fond of covering up the milk-cream color of her hair with vibrant dyes. The color and style of her hair thus greatly varies dictated by her moods.
+Though quite obviously taking after her mother as a Miqo'te, sporting a pair of cat-like ears and tail, her other half manifests quite clearly in physique. She is taller and stockier in frame than most catfolk with a height around 5'11". Her musculature is also much more pronounced and her eyes for the most part have rounded pupils with odd-colored irises; ocean green with flecks of silver and gold. Her canine teeth are more pronounced than a Hyur's but not large enough to be of non-aesthetic use like a true Miqo'te might have. Her hair was peremenantly bleached nearly white some time ago with few golden strands remaining, yet she is fond of covering up the milk-cream color of her hair with vibrant dyes. The color and style of her hair thus greatly varies dictated by her moods.
 Her body has accrued a number of scars over her years, with one particular scar near her neck decorated with tattoos that run from there down her left arm making up a full sleeve. A large patch of skin from her left eye down her neck marks where once was a much more grievous burn scar. Apart from the tattoo bleeding from these scars and across her shoulders, other modifications have been made to accessorize her body. Accenting the darker freckles across her cheeks there is a silver stud on the left of her nose, as well as a stud in her right brow. Three tight rings adorn her left ear; the extent of her visible piercings.