Difference between revisions of "Artani Dazkar"
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<!-- BORA DAZKAR --> | <!-- BORA DAZKAR --> | ||
− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''BORA DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Mother</div></td></tr></table> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''BORA DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Mother <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font></div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Despite living with a debilitating leg injury from her younger days, Bora was the strongest figure in Art's life. Whether it was childbirth, a twisted leg, or three willful children, Bora never let anything slow her down for a moment. It was from her that the girls learned their abilities, and their sense of survival. Artani looked up to the woman, and in her youth, did everything she could to be like her even if Bora herself would agree that Artani pushed herself too hard at times. She was one of many cut down by iron men during the raid, though she died with a sword in her hands, lodged firmly in the body of her killer. Artani could have asked for no better death.</div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Despite living with a debilitating leg injury from her younger days, Bora was the strongest figure in Art's life. Whether it was childbirth, a twisted leg, or three willful children, Bora never let anything slow her down for a moment. It was from her that the girls learned their abilities, and their sense of survival. Artani looked up to the woman, and in her youth, did everything she could to be like her even if Bora herself would agree that Artani pushed herself too hard at times. She was one of many cut down by iron men during the raid, though she died with a sword in her hands, lodged firmly in the body of her killer. Artani could have asked for no better death.</div> | ||
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− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''NERGUI DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Father</div></td></tr></table> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''NERGUI DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Father <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font></div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Nergui was the calm in the storm. The mediator. The blanket, when the nights were cold, the fresh scent of rain on a dark day clouded with blood and rage. He was no warrior, but they looked forward to his hot meals and stories after a hard day hunting and training. Despite tribal prejudices, he allowed his daughters to learn some of his less combat-oriented skills. Nergui was the quiet counter to Bora's belligerent, stubborn nature; she was always moving, and he kept her grounded. He fell to Garlean foot soldiers attempting to protect the horses.</div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Nergui was the calm in the storm. The mediator. The blanket, when the nights were cold, the fresh scent of rain on a dark day clouded with blood and rage. He was no warrior, but they looked forward to his hot meals and stories after a hard day hunting and training. Despite tribal prejudices, he allowed his daughters to learn some of his less combat-oriented skills. Nergui was the quiet counter to Bora's belligerent, stubborn nature; she was always moving, and he kept her grounded. He fell to Garlean foot soldiers attempting to protect the horses.</div> | ||
<!-- CHANAI DAZKAR --> | <!-- CHANAI DAZKAR --> | ||
− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''CHANAI DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Twin Sister</div></td></tr></table> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''CHANAI DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Twin Sister <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font></div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Chanai was much like their mother, determined and never willing to stop moving. She and Artani took to the bow like fish to water, finding a silent kinship and spiritual connection in hunting together. Missing as well, but left her bow behind before disappearing. </div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Chanai was much like their mother, determined and never willing to stop moving. She and Artani took to the bow like fish to water, finding a silent kinship and spiritual connection in hunting together. Missing as well, but left her bow behind before disappearing. </div> | ||
<!-- OGUL DAZKAR --> | <!-- OGUL DAZKAR --> | ||
− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''OGUL DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Elder brother</div></td></tr></table> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''OGUL DAZKAR'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px; ">Elder brother <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font></div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Artani's gruff, resolute older brother served as the family armorer, moving on to become the village armorer after his skills improved. Despite his preference for solitude, he cared for his sisters even as they grew old enough to hold a bow. Artani's first pair of gauntlets came from him, as a young child. After the attack on the village, he went missing, but Artani believes him to be alive.</div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Artani's gruff, resolute older brother served as the family armorer, moving on to become the village armorer after his skills improved. Despite his preference for solitude, he cared for his sisters even as they grew old enough to hold a bow. Artani's first pair of gauntlets came from him, as a young child. After the attack on the village, he went missing, but Artani believes him to be alive.</div> | ||
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:7px; font-size:11px;color:#fff;font-family:Georgia;background-color: #000000;letter-spacing:2px;font-variant: small-caps;"><center>'''POSITIVE'''</center></div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:7px; font-size:11px;color:#fff;font-family:Georgia;background-color: #000000;letter-spacing:2px;font-variant: small-caps;"><center>'''POSITIVE'''</center></div></div> | ||
<!-- Zair'is Wilzuun --> | <!-- Zair'is Wilzuun --> | ||
− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''[[Zair'is Wilzuun]]'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px;"> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''[[Zair'is Wilzuun]]'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px;"><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">♥</font> </div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">They met some time before Artani's first attempt at waitressing, sharing a friendly chat with the other newer members to the Veil. The man has proven to be a true friend to Artani in more ways than one. Despite her difficulty in showing it, she will be forever grateful to the man for getting closer to finding her siblings than her or anyone else. This, along with a ruthlessness and pragmatic attitude that Art finds somewhat mirrors her own, caused Artani to develop a deep respect for the man.</div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">They met some time before Artani's first attempt at waitressing, sharing a friendly chat with the other newer members to the Veil. The man has proven to be a true friend to Artani in more ways than one. Despite her difficulty in showing it, she will be forever grateful to the man for getting closer to finding her siblings than her or anyone else. This, along with a ruthlessness and pragmatic attitude that Art finds somewhat mirrors her own, caused Artani to develop a deep respect for the man.</div> | ||
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− | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''[[Hanalia Joulette]]'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px;"> | + | <table><tr><td><div style="color: #5C0000; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; float: left; padding: 0px 15px;">'''[[Hanalia Joulette]]'''</div></td><td><div style="color: #555; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 14px;"><font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">♦</font></div></td></tr></table> |
<div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Bound by the whims of their elder Gods, Artani had no reason to believe the small tribe could produce anything threatening. Yet, a small slight on Artani's part nearly got her a knife in the ribs, cultivating interest and respect for the girl who had renounced her tribe. Over time, vitriol became friendship - a friendship laden with plenty of Eorzean sweets, as Missy was particularly adept at baking. Since her disappearance from the Veil, Artani feels some small stab of regret that her own personal reservations prevented her from saying goodbye to the girl.</div> | <div style="font-family:Arial; border-bottom: 1px solid #dddddd; font-size:12px; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px;">Bound by the whims of their elder Gods, Artani had no reason to believe the small tribe could produce anything threatening. Yet, a small slight on Artani's part nearly got her a knife in the ribs, cultivating interest and respect for the girl who had renounced her tribe. Over time, vitriol became friendship - a friendship laden with plenty of Eorzean sweets, as Missy was particularly adept at baking. Since her disappearance from the Veil, Artani feels some small stab of regret that her own personal reservations prevented her from saying goodbye to the girl.</div> | ||
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