Syf Kha - Revision history

Syf at 03:07, 22 July 2016

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Roka at 19:50, 20 July 2016

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Syf at 23:56, 14 July 2016

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WanderingWordsmith: /* PC Rumors */

2016-06-01T18:45:04Z

‎PC Rumors

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Added a PC Rumor

Raine1082: /* PC Rumors */ +Rainusi's Rumor

2015-12-22T14:32:19Z

‎PC Rumors: +Rainusi's Rumor

Syf at 21:09, 25 November 2015

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Syf at 19:25, 25 November 2015

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Syf at 19:11, 25 November 2015

2015-11-25T19:11:35Z

Khoba at 22:25, 17 November 2015

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 * "Miss Syf is strong, splendid, and surely sublime. These words, however, whence I did speak them to her, didst prompt her to craft a pair of dragontooth betrothal necklaces, but a week after our first meeting! The gesture was thoughtful and, admittedly, romantic, but I cannot say I've developed the same feelings Miss Syf did, in so short a time." -[[Zigovali Rigovali]]
 * "I thought I was weird. What kind of idiot waltzes into a cave and demands she borrow the monster living there?" -[[Averill Rooks]]
-* "She is my sister, perhaps not by blood but by heart. I could not ask for a more loyal or kind soul to call kin. I pray she finds a home, and happiness. I'd give anything for her to have those things." -[[Roka Chan]]
+* "She is my sister, perhaps not by blood but by heart. I could not ask for a more loyal or kind soul to call kin. I pray she finds a home, and happiness. I'd give anything for her to have those things." -[[Roka chan]]
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 * "Miss Syf is strong, splendid, and surely sublime. These words, however, whence I did speak them to her, didst prompt her to craft a pair of dragontooth betrothal necklaces, but a week after our first meeting! The gesture was thoughtful and, admittedly, romantic, but I cannot say I've developed the same feelings Miss Syf did, in so short a time." -[[Zigovali Rigovali]]
 * "I thought I was weird. What kind of idiot waltzes into a cave and demands she borrow the monster living there?" -[[Averill Rooks]]
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 {{Infobox-character
 | name = Syf Kha
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 | caption = "What makes a tribe strong?"

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 * "Ah, Syf. Quite the curious one, her. Her smile is warm, but her brow can furrow at a mere moment's notice, yes. She's teaming with stories and understandings that go beyond even my own comprehension though, pray, be silent and listen to her. You will both be the better for it, I'm sure." (/Syf of Kha. /Strong. /Resilient. /Kind. /Vulnerable.) -[[Rainusi Myshkol]] and AME
 * "Miss Syf is strong, splendid, and surely sublime. These words, however, whence I did speak them to her, didst prompt her to craft a pair of dragontooth betrothal necklaces, but a week after our first meeting! The gesture was thoughtful and, admittedly, romantic, but I cannot say I've developed the same feelings Miss Syf did, in so short a time." -[[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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 * "She's a sweet thing, I think. A little green in some ways, but that just keeps her adaptable. Nice to find that sort of honesty in a person. I poke and prod her and she takes it in stride. Might not ''know'' she's taking it in stride, but she does." -[[Khoba Lhyr]]
 * "Ah, Syf. Quite the curious one, her. Her smile is warm, but her brow can furrow at a mere moment's notice, yes. She's teaming with stories and understandings that go beyond even my own comprehension though, pray, be silent and listen to her. You will both be the better for it, I'm sure." (/Syf of Kha. /Strong. /Resilient. /Kind. /Vulnerable.) -[[Rainusi Myshkol]] and AME
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-! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Mah and Dah Khagon'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#8f827a;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> ''')'''  -  '''Parents'''</div>
+! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Mah and Dah Khatsog'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#8f827a;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> ''')'''  -  '''Parents'''</div>
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-| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia">'''Relationship:''' Mah and Dah, referred to affectionately by Syf, were the two leaders of the Khagon tribe. Dah was a reserved man, often sitting in silence and thinking. When he spoke, each word counted. To Syf, Dah was a figure of reverence, often trailing and watching her father with bright eyes. She would go on fishing trips with the father, working together in silence for hours. Dah was one of the teachers for swordplay in the tribe, teaching Syf along with other students.
+| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia">'''Relationship:''' Mah and Dah, referred to affectionately by Syf, were the two leaders of the Khatsog tribe. Dah was a reserved man, often sitting in silence and thinking. When he spoke, each word counted. To Syf, Dah was a figure of reverence, often trailing and watching her father with bright eyes. She would go on fishing trips with the father, working together in silence for hours. Dah was one of the teachers for swordplay in the tribe, teaching Syf along with other students.
+Mah was the matron of the tribe, teaching Syf how to train horses and to shoot a bow. The two had a distant relationship, performing roles as they were tasked to each other. Mah was seen as rude and controlling for Syf, often because they spent for more time together.</div>
-Mah was the matron of the tribe, teaching Syf how to train horses and to shoot a bow. The two had a distant relationship, performing roles as they were tasked to each other.</div>
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 | <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia">'''Relationship:''' Ohki is a matronly figure to Syf, offering up home and some lessons in reading just for the company of the girl. She often talks of her adopted Raen daughter and wife, Glaz. Syf still uses the room offered on her journeys to the Shroud, storing her wealth in the assumed safe place. </div>
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 | image = Syf11_7.png
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-| caption = '"What makes a tribe strong?"
+| caption = "What makes a tribe strong?"
 | gender = Female
 | citizenship = Gridania
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 |text = Nature & Demeanor
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 '''Demeanor:''' This smiling Au Ra is constantly antsy, walking, pacing, or shuffling about in her spot. She's constantly throwing herself into conversations, trying to learn more about people. She likes to prank people, or steer conversations towards the uncomfortable to see what happens. Will try to avoid engagements that are too hostile. Has a very active imagination, goes into daydreams often.
 '''Nature:''' Laws and customs are there for a reason, but are not set in stone for her. She tries to uphold traditions from the Steppes, and often sees the customs of the land prohibitive.
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 |text = Notable Features
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-'''Common Appearance:''' This smiling Au Ra is constantly antsy, walking, pacing, or shuffling about in her spot. Her hair is dirty and combed only by her fingers, pulled back into ponytails to keep her vision unobstructed. Her visible skin is pocked with small scars, the result of shrapnel cutting along the curvature of her face. Syf is often seen disheveled and clanking about in her often dirty armor, dye sheared off at places where she was hit. She is often covered in dust, gloves and feet muddy, with traces of caked animal blood clinging to pockets and grooves of the armor's decor.. Her armory consists of a long greatsword, hidden behind a collection of furs bound with leather scraps, and whatever sword and/or shield she could find during her travels. She lives in the armor, rarely taking it off. Thankfully the stench of her sweat is mostly sealed away by the leathers. Syf is quite short for an Au Ra, and she has stopped growing, much to her frustration. The rigor of daily survival brought muscle under a healthy layer of fat.
+'''Common Appearance:''' Her hair is dirty and combed only by her fingers, pulled back into ponytails to keep her vision unobstructed. Her visible skin is pocked with small scars, the result of shrapnel cutting along the curvature of her face. Syf is often seen disheveled and clanking about in her often dirty armor, dye sheared off at places where she was hit. She is often covered in dust, gloves and feet muddy, with traces of caked animal blood clinging to pockets and grooves of the armor's decor.. Her armory consists of a long greatsword, hidden behind a collection of furs bound with leather scraps, and whatever sword and/or shield she could find during her travels. She lives in the armor, rarely taking it off. Thankfully the stench of her sweat is mostly sealed away by the leathers. Syf is quite short for an Au Ra, and she has stopped growing, much to her frustration. The rigor of daily survival brought muscle under a healthy layer of fat.
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 |text = Prejudices
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-Syf has a lot of disdain for Garleans, Ishgardians. Both enemies of the past that have come down upon her tribe and her kin, she has a short temper when it comes to these people and any talk of them. She has also developed a small hatred of Miqo'tes in Eorzea, finding them too touchy and invasive.
+Syf has a lot of disdain for Garleans and Ishgardians. Both enemies of the past that have come down upon her tribe and her kin, she has a short temper when it comes to these people and any talk of them. She has also developed a small hatred of Miqo'te in Eorzea, finding them too touchy and invasive.
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 | stat_7_value = The Pathfinders
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-|characteroverview=  Hook text to draw people in, mm.
+|characteroverview=  The seventh winter of Syf's life is passing, the end of peace and a stationary life for her and her tribe. A small valley nestled in the mountains of northern Othard is a paradise in the cold months. The heat beneath the land keeps the waters flowing, the cold at bay, and gives the small tribe a chance to collect and craft their knowledge to prepare for the coming year. The comfortable valley will soon become toxic waste of heat, killing most of the grass and pushing away the wildlife to search for the greening pastures of the spring. The Lost Kha adapted to life in a smaller tribe, and found the respite welcome in a season of short sunlight and in a land full of danger.<br />
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 * "Syf! Am glad to call this one friend, yes. As much as this is true, find she tends to easily anger...Would not touch her without permission no, or even with." - [[Yvenalise Tachibana]]
 * "I know her, though only a little. She seems to try and work people into awkward conversations with each other. Managed to rope me into one on my first night with the Free Company." - [[Cullen West]]
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