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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PRONUNCIATION...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Sert-sev-ee-nah</font>
 
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PRONUNCIATION...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Sert-sev-ee-nah</font>
  
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Helvetica;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NICKNAMES...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Serdt | Mouse | White Rose | Sevina | Winter</font>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Helvetica;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NICKNAMES...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Serdt | Mouse | White Rose | Sevina | Winter | Ebusika</font>
  
 
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''RACE & CLAN...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Au Ra | Raen</font>
 
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''RACE & CLAN...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Au Ra | Raen</font>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PATRON DEITY...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Not religious</font>
 
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PATRON DEITY...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;"> Not religious</font>
  
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''HEIGHT & WEIGHT...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;padding:0px 5px;">5 fulms, 5 ilms. 107 ponze.</font>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''HEIGHT & WEIGHT...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;padding:0px 5px;">5 fulms, 4 ilms. 107 ponze.</font>
  
 
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:13px;color:#000000;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:14px;color:#666666;font-family:Calibri;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''ALIGNMENT...'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Calibri;">Neutral Good</font>
 
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''')''' - ''' Lapis '''</div></div>
 
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Arasrhe_relation.png|200px|right]]'Tis strange, to think back upon where last we stood with one another. You have always been a mere shadow, a delicate mouse flitting betwixt the heels of those whom seek to teach or taunt; little attention have I paid you in the brief year as have seen your coming to the guild. Yet ever watchful were you of me... far differed in gaze than that of the faceless one or he of broken dreams and crimson silk. Gentle, ''curious''... a hand outstretched in your own way, and regretful am I to have not taken it earlier. For in you have I found one to whom will listen unjudging to what assails my heart and mind alike... and so too, have I come to know beginnings of friendship.  
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Arasrhe_relation.png|200px|right]]"'Tis strange, to think back upon where last we stood with one another. You have always been a mere shadow, a delicate mouse flitting betwixt the heels of those whom seek to teach or taunt; little attention have I paid you in the brief year as have seen your coming to the guild. Yet ever watchful were you of me... far differed in gaze than that of the faceless one or he of broken dreams and crimson silk. Gentle, ''curious''... a hand outstretched in your own way, and regretful am I to have not taken it earlier. For in you have I found one to whom will listen unjudging to what assails my heart and mind alike... and so too, have I come to know beginnings of friendship.  
<br><br> You give me hope, for what may come. For what feelings may grow within me, desired of sun-woven tapestry as came whirlwind unto my lonely existence. And for this, if naught else... I am truly grateful. </div>
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<br><br> You give me hope, for what may come. For what feelings may grow within me, desired of sun-woven tapestry as came whirlwind unto my lonely existence. And for this, if naught else... I am truly grateful." </div>
 
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''')''' - ''' Bulwark '''</div></div>
 
''')''' - ''' Bulwark '''</div></div>
 
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Serdt_Bisonrelation.png|200px|left]]"Far differed those compatriots whom firstly imprisoned us, you spoke scarce but compassion your own make. A heart repentant, a soul burdened by such cruelties as levied captain and rabble... and so aided us, whilst languished I and hound of iron cage - so too, beckoned escape. For 'twere you as steadied our way, roused so-named ''demon'' to action despite lethargic sickness having overtook. Alongside twice other and with orders shouted, you lead the lot of us to freedom's raft... and so rescued of I and companion, as sunk we beneath rolling sea. To travel thereafter, from Limsan shore to sands of Ul'dah... <br><br>
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And so remain you here, guard of those whom oft garner scorn and tasteless jest from such in station as this. Bulwark true, defendant atoning for mistakes of past forsaken... honored I am, to speak of you in kindness."</div>
 
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''')''' - ''' Storm '''</div></div>
 
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Chip.png|200px|left]]Given to facade alike wounded beast from lands far and away desert's call... so do I know this, and believe yet of truth differed. For remind you of man whom once saved piteous whore as I from depths of sea's clutch - rigidity claimant defensive nature, silence and harshest tenor meant cast aside aught who wouldst offer care. And just as with savior cruelest, he of shadowed wake and Cheshire grin... so too, feel I as though you hide pain. Deep, relentless pain; you spurn the world, decry those as reside upon earthen soil... afraid to trust, afraid to care. I.. know only too well, such solitude as this. Perhaps presumptuous is it to think, but so still does wonderment find of nature beyond that as claimant figure wrought sea-swept breeze and faraway wood. <br>A puzzle likened to nay be solved by hand mine own - but so may this be for the best. Yet promise I, regardless aught as may present or roads as walk you upon... heroic you are to me just as black hound and wolf of wintry pelt. And so will thought beckon I, of safety keep you. Perhaps our paths may yet cross anew... in time. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Chip.png|200px|left]]"Given to facade alike wounded beast from lands far and away desert's call... so do I know this, and believe yet of truth differed. For remind you of man whom once saved piteous whore as I from depths of sea's clutch - rigidity claimant defensive nature, silence and harshest tenor meant cast aside aught who wouldst offer care. And just as with savior cruelest, he of shadowed wake and Cheshire grin... so too, feel I as though you hide pain. Deep, relentless pain; you spurn the world, decry those as reside upon earthen soil... afraid to trust, afraid to care. I.. know only too well, such solitude as this. Perhaps presumptuous is it to think, but so still does wonderment find of nature beyond that as claimant figure wrought sea-swept breeze and faraway wood. <br>A puzzle likened to nay be solved by hand mine own - but so may this be for the best. Yet promise I, regardless aught as may present or roads as walk you upon... heroic you are to me just as black hound and wolf of wintry pelt. And so will thought beckon I, of safety keep you. Perhaps our paths may yet cross anew... in time." </div>
 
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| <div style="font-size:15px; font-family:Calibri">[[File:Khaishan.png|200px|right]]"''Demon'', spoke they.
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Devil and mad dog whom snapped with bestial jaw upon aught as wouldst approach us there, in so miserable a cage. Said you scarce more than passing comfort, queries levied of language shared betwixt and that of Steppes unknownst... yet to the pirates, you were little more than speechless hound. Know I nay, whether such language of Eorzea yet eludes - or if veritable ruse hadst you shown. Yet together we suffered, and together we pled in ways our own for life spared of prisoner opposing; so too, didst escape find us both with aide of repentant souls. From slaver pens of pleasure dolls were I thusly saved... and from the sea's depths, were you.
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You are warrior, stoic and unrelenting. A sword belonged to no man; so chose you raise for mine behalf. Wounded savior inscribed within memoir.. full glad am I, martyr nay. Perhaps winds may yet find of paths crossed anew, but whether so passes, to you owe I much - and I will not soon forget, Khai."</div>
 
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Revision as of 19:42, 4 May 2017


Serdtsevina
White Rose of Ul'dah


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I don’t know. I just feel stuck, like I'm afraid to take any steps, in case they're the wrong ones.


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Details


Vital Information


PRONUNCIATION... Sert-sev-ee-nah

NICKNAMES... Serdt | Mouse | White Rose | Sevina | Winter | Ebusika

RACE & CLAN... Au Ra | Raen

GENDER... Male

AGE... 35

NAMEDAY... 27th Sun, 2nd Umbral Moon

ORIENTATION... Homosexual

MARITAL STATUS... Taken, unmarried

Other Statistics


NATIONALITY... Doman

CITIZENSHIP... Ul'dahn

FAMILY... Parents - Deceased | Siblings - Unknown

RESIDENCE... Small apartment in Ul'dah

OCCUPATION... Unemployed | Dancer

PATRON DEITY... Not religious

HEIGHT & WEIGHT... 5 fulms, 4 ilms. 107 ponze.

ALIGNMENT... Neutral Good

General Information
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I don’t care what you do to me, but I don’t want you to hurt me. I’ve had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough.
Appearance
Eyes
Hair
Skin
Build
Voice
White, foggy White, slightly wavy White, smooth Lithe, effeminate Sultry, harmonic
Bearing
Laterality
Scars
Markings
Style
Graceful, cautious Right-handed None None Dancer garb, silks
Hair & Eyes
Serdtsevina is possessed of near-shoulder length white hair, of which the quality is primarily straight - save for subtle, wavy silhouette. It is quite soft, alike to down feathers, and well-taken care of despite such appearance as lends an unkempt nature to it. The courtesan's eyes are milky white, pupil appearing far paler and fogged than black - almost to the point it is scarce there.
Physique & Markings
Serdtsevina is a lithe, effeminate man - unnaturally small in comparison most Auri men, effectively a "runt" for all intents and purposes. His form is that of a dancer - subtle musculature hidden well beneath smooth snowy skin, a thin frame, long legs and delicate, beautiful hands. There is little to mar the unblemished white swath he cuts wherever he goes, save for severely discolored skin around his eyes; a product of terrible insomnia he has lived with for years.
Hygiene & Attire
Serdtsevina prides himself on being well-kept and clean, despite living in a climate which does not always make such things easy. As a courtesan, he must appear presentable and desirable at all times - and even were this not a necessity of his work, Serdtsevina has never been one for letting himself go dirty for long. His attire is that which one would expect of a high-class entertainer such as he; silks, satin, jewels and silver glittering at all angles, decorative coins jingling along his hips from sashes and belts, tiaras and coronets that would befit royalty. All of this and more - Serdtsevina is expensive, and whether intentionally so or not, he looks the part.
Personality
Psychological Profile
Aloof and distant, Serdt lets few people see him as he really is, preferring to remain apart from others so he doesn't get hurt. One could say he wears many masks: that of a courtesan, mystifyingly attentive and with a sultry undercurrent to every movement, every action or word; that of a sociable upper-class citizen, eager to spend afternoons discussing anything from Ul'dahn politics to new tea blends; even beyond that, a man who is kind and far more gentle than he wishes to let on, a man who has seen too many hardships and come away the worse for them. There are too many layers which stand between the outside world, and the broken soul hidden beneath smiles and silk; few may ever hope to peel through all of them.
Speech
Serdtsevina is a well-spoken individual, his voice carrying subtle regal undertones; though despite his origins lying outside Eorzea, he carries no distinct accent or strange vocal tics that would be noticed as odd by native speakers. Just as with his personality, Serdtsevina's speech can ebb and flow into various forms, akin to water which fits itself anywhere it wishes. He can speak as properly and gracefully as a high-born noble - too easily, really, for one who supposedly has not come from such brood - and other times swear as heartily as a Lominsan pirate, though he is more akin to do the former than the latter. His vocabulary is equal parts common and learned, and while one moment Serdtsevina could be speaking to someone as easily and normally as any other, the next he could be speaking as if a poetic giving form to thoughts, an artist shaping air into beautiful paintings brought to life with nothing more than a voice.
Mannerisms
Outwardly, Serdtsevina may appear to have little in the way of particular quirks or subtle, unconscious movements - at least, none which would stand out as odd or unusual, no more so than the everyday mannerisms of any other within the realm. Yet look closer, or catch him when he is unawares, and you would begin to see things which heavily tell of the man's disability, as well as the efforts taken to keep it from hampering his day to day life. Serdtsevina has a habit of tilting his head towards noises, sounds, or voices - the latter more so than the former two, perhaps an unconscious attempt to seem as though he is making eye contact with the speaker; a polite gesture, meant to hide the fact he cannot see another's gaze at all. Similarly, the courtesan tends to run fingers across surfaces - walls, corners, doorways, even foliage - perhaps in an effort to envision them, but more than likely a habit brought on by his need to orient himself at all times to locations. Sometimes, he may even reach out and touch upon or trace over another's features... but rarely would the man do so in public, and especially not so with those he has only just met or barely knows. Impropriety as well as a wariness to grow so close to another outside of business arrangements keep this particular unconscious action at bay.
Preferences
Likes
Tea. All sorts - especially chamomile
Rain. The sound, or even the touch..
Dancing. It helps..
Animals. Especially small fluffy ones!
Quiet. No need for a mask.
Books. Even if he can't read them..
Purring.
Dislikes
Attachment. Never again..
Unwanted contact. Either he allows it or it doesn't happen.
Manipulators. Speak truth or not at all.
Walking home at night. ...
Quirks
Ghost. He may as well be, to many.
Say again? He has a habit of tilting his head towards people, angling a horn to them rather than facing.
Stay still. He fidgets when nervous or uncomfortable.


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