Hawu Jinjahl

Hawu Jinjahl
"I am bad, and that is good."
Gender	Undeniably Female
Race	Miqo’te
Clan	Keepers of the Moon
Citizenship	Ul'dah
Age	23
Occupation	“Merchant”/Scholar
Height	5 fulms, 1 ilm
Guardian	Menphina, The Lover
Namesday	7th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon
Relatives	Jirha’li -Unspecified Surname- (Father) Yuma Jinjahl (Mother) Yuma’a Jinjahl (Elder Brother) Pawaah Jinjahl (Elder Sister) Uhmah Jinjahl (Younger Sister)

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A fashionable, boisterous young lady with an intense wanderlust, Hawu can only be described as an ambitious soul. Clawing her way up and out of a life of what could only be called savagery-in her own eyes-the miqo’te prides herself on being a self-made woman. While her smiles and overall demeanor are more than disarming, one should not be fooled by this lady for she is not as innocent as one may think.

Basic Information

Likes ■ Money, material wealth ■ Expensive things ■ Meeting people, social events of any kind ■ Learning, aetherial studies. ■ Travelling ■ Pleasure

Dislikes ■ Filth, dirt ■ Stupid people ■ Tradition ■ Mornings ■ Physical labor ■ Brutes, most violence

Miscellaneous ■ Alignment: Chaotic Neutral ■ Vice(s): Greed, intense wanderlust, excessive hedonism ■ Favorite Food: Rolanberry Cheesecake ■ Favorite Drink: Triple Cream Coffee ■ Favorite Color: Lilac ■ Hobbies: Flower pressing, strolling, shit stirring ■ Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Appearance

Despite hailing from a folk that are not usually considered soft and delicate, Hawu is just that. The miqo’te woman can come off as completely and utterly disarming, and presents herself as the epitome of femininity in her appearances. Standing at a height of five fulms and one measly ilm and weighing in at one-hundred and six ponzs, the lady looks as if she has never worked a day in her life or so much as lifted a tome. Her tail is long, fluffier than most, and her ears are pierced; often holding the finest of jewelries. Clad in only the finest of fabrics, and always up to date on the latest fashions, the woman wouldn’t be caught dead in anything less than the highest tier of materials available for even her dalmatica is made of only the most comfortable of luxury linens. Various jewelries often adorn her frame whenever practical. Leers as gold as freshly minted gil see the world with passion, and paired with tresses of silken lilac that frame a rather pleasing face, the woman is rather unique looking. Milk white skin blankets her features, remaining untanned even throughout her escapades in and around the lands of Thanalan and La Noscea. Her frame is sultry, soft, and it is clear she knows of her beauty. The woman holds a completely charming demeanor, oddly proper and yet hardly reserved. She is the type of person who can look content in any sort of situation even if her life is in danger and for that she can be described as uncomfortably smug in a manner that is almost lewd. In any case, Hawu looks extremely well kept in most if not all situations. She prides herself on looks and fashion, completely opposite of her family.

Personality

Hawu is probably the most content person one could ever lay eyes on at first glance, surprisingly charismatic and sociable even as a Keeper, miss Jinjahl has made herself out to be an extremely unpredictable force. Poised, elegant and ladylike, one would expect Hawu to be entirely pleasant though that isn't the case. She possesses a sharp, cold tongue that often slices others up with no more than a few snippy, stone cold words and an infuriatingly calm presence in arguments. It is almost humorous when she sits across the table from an individual who is red in the face and practically screaming in rage while she looks on with a completely disinterested expression. Hawu often will not do anything unless it is beneficial to her, and it often doesn't matter just what that thing is unless it's killing a man with her bare hands. She does not in any way enjoy violence and will only raise her grimoire if absolutely necessary. Her smiles and voice are completely disarming, and often get her out of any messes she has made. She is a witty woman, smug and smart as a whip, she will strike up conversation with even a filthy beggar and has been known to befriend all sorts of folk ranging from all species' and clans. The woman is prideful, ambitious and known to do absolutely crazy things in the pursuit of knowledge and wealth. She can be reckless and a handful, but when one is close and knows her well enough she is a genuinely hard worker who is extremely thorough and meticulous with any tasks she undergoes, and despite her ways of looking out for only herself she can prove to be a loyal and devoted friend or ally.

Expertise

Physical

■ While not holding much by way of physical strength, Hawu makes up for this by being very quick on her feet. The lass is more than a little agile, and as much disdain as she holds for her family, they are the ones to thank for such skills.

■ Hawu is rather flexible, though she isn’t capable of bending herself into a pretzel, she can perform some basic feats.

■ Perfect form with a bow, though that doesn’t speak for her aim. It is as if one had challenged a blind woman to a game of catch.

Magical

■ The woman is rather skilled in the arts of arcanima. While the practice involved a certain degree of the understanding of mathematics and various arithmetic as well as a proper aetherial flow,it is no secret that Hawu is an optimal practitioner of the art. While she does not utilize these skills often, if at all, the woman enjoys learning the discipline.

■ Alchemic study has given Hawu the ability to produce draughts of minute power. While her medicines aren’t all that potent, they are as good as any basic practitioner of the craft that can produce products.

■ Aetheric measuring and tracking. Due to her extensive knowledge about the substance, Hawu has the ability to effectively measure and track the flow of Aether without much trouble or effort. Needless to say, it helps with her scholarly pursuits.

Strengths

■ Talking, diplomacy. Her silvery tongue can get her out of any situation and if that can't do it she's a very fast runner.

■ Her optimism is quite contagious, as well as her distinct mental resilience. One could say Hawu is a very strong woman in some cases.

■ A very prideful woman, Hawu will stand for what she believes in.

■ Extremely perceptive, Hawu is always aware of her surroundings even if she seems as if she isn’t. A people watcher by nature, she is naturally very good with people. The girl is able to befriend even the most gruff and unforgiving of folk.

■ Smart woman, as quick as the crack of a whip, perhaps even sharper. The miqo’te has an exceptional thirst for knowledge of all kinds, and has therefore amassed a large amount in her time spent walking the world.

Weaknesses

■ Money, hedonism. Hawu is an avid pleasure seeker and this can get her into trouble. Luxury comes at a high price, and she is not the type to skimp.

■ Possessing an insatiable wanderlust, the woman has been unable to find herself staying in any one place for long, and while she strives to somehow quench this desire, she just can’t help herself.

■ Lazy, yet wanting. The woman is unable to motivate herself at times, and would rather spend her time gallivanting around instead of working.

■ Hawu has significantly poor health. The lady seems to always have the sniffles, and is often bedridden. This is due to her pushing herself at times, and it never really bodes well for anybody. On top of being physically weak, Hawu makes herself out to be a troublesome damsel from time to time.

■ Despite not outwardly showing it, Hawu hasn’t the best eyes. Due to spending a majority of her time being a diurnal creature, the woman has put stress on her eyes. While it is not debilitating, she miqo’te is slightly nearsighted and for some odd reason, refuses to admit to needing glasses. She is also surprisingly sensitive to loud noises, and her ears are rather tender, though it is near impossible to tell.

History

The Jinjahl family line goes back many generations, some say it has been around since the beginning of the First Astral Era, but Hawu couldn't have a single damn to give. Living in the Black Shroud hadn't ever been pleasant, though the clan lived extremely close to the bustling hub that was Gridania and had many merchants and travelers alike pass through the borders of it's territory. Luckily for Hawu her home rested near the edge and as a child she was always able to sneak a peek at any passerby. She was never gifted in the physical arts of hunting and would often upset her mother with talk of going away to the city and making a name for herself rather than staying and keeping the family going. Needless to say she never had a very good relationship with her mother, even the most pleasant times in Hawu's memory have been filled with yelling and disappointment. When the time came for Hawu to come of age the elder Matriarchs had paired her off with a male Keeper who came around three times a year in order to mate and have children with him and Hawu was having none of it. Due the the decision being made a few months before her namesday, Hawu tried her best to appeal and was denied, and when the day came for their meeting she immediately rejected the poor fellow and took a bag packed in secret only to run as far as she could from the little house on the borders, tearing her way through Gridanian lands and using her silver tongue and pretty little face to gain access to trade caravans travelling through Ul'Dah only to end up in Eastern La Noscea at Wineport, where she essentially begged for work and slept behind kitchens or took to the flirtations of various men in order to gain shelter from the rain on cold nights. Sowing seeds and caring for crops as well as acting the part of a waitress whenever needed. She eventually met a wealthy merchant whom she managed to charm into taking her to Limsa Lominsa and promptly left him drunk in his bed when he wanted something more than her avid teasing. He woke to a cold bed and an empty inn room and hasn't been able to find her since. In her gallivanting the seaside city, Hawu somehow was made very aware of the practice of Arcanima as well as her innate sensitivity to the properties of aether. Intrigued by these practices she spent a short while in study and has made herself out to be somewhat of a scholarly individual, though she was inevitably picked up by another merchant whom she apprenticed under even while caught up in her studies, this of course resulted in a very social lifestyle as well as being very well rounded in several subjects. At present, if it exists and you want it, it's like to know that Hawu can get it for you... at a price.

Quirks

Despite being more or less calm, when questioned about her family she falls silent and can be rather bitter about it, in fact if she ever comes across anyone bearing her last name she will often stop all conversation, turn around and walk away from them in a huff. She often refuses to set foot in Gridania for fear of running into them, and when she has to go to Gridania she will distance herself as far from the clan's grounds as possible. Her wanderlust will often get the better of her, and has been known to not keep a lover for very long despite very much longing for companionship somewhere in life. One could say that Hawu doesn't often enjoy being alone, perhaps it frightens her? Hawu can be extremely...nerdy when it comes to subjects of aether and the like, one could say she can be a bit obsessive. Due to the length of her tail, Hawu often closes it in doors by accident. Despite never outwardly lying, Hawu will bend the truth to her liking when she wants to procure something from someone she doesn't care about and can and will be extremely manipulative if need be. Hawu's health is delicate, she seems to have the sniffles more often than not and takes many preventative measures to stay healthy. Hawu is stingy with money and often will not do anything for anyone unless she is paid and in turn she will do nearly anything as long as it means profit. Hawu has a problem with looking totally disinterested in things, though she's been working on it. She can't function very well in the mornings unless she forces herself to, and she often doesn't.

Miscellaneous

Rumors Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ "She's a finicky lass, that'un. Despite talkin' to th'folks around here she probably don't care fer half o'them." ■ '"Oh, her? Yeah she comes by here a lot, mostly just to sit around. Seems like a nice girl." ■ '"I bet she's just spoiled by a noble man! Fuckin'...ergh...she makes me mad is all." ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ '"Saw her in an alley once with a scary lookin' feller. She might be shady." ■ "She's all business, don't bother with that." ■ "That woman is a troublesome creature. Baffles me, really. I ordered a batch of ...aesthetic objects-an’ these were pretty damn rare, if you ask me. They showed up a day after. How she manages that is none of my business, but I am a pretty willing customer." ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "That girl has blood on her hands. She hasn’t killed anyone with them that I know of. But, just trust me, that girl is a murderer." ■ "I heard she came from nothin’ at all. Just dirt and rags." ■ "I saw her kissin’ a woman. I don’t think she’s a straight stick, if’n ye catch my drift." ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players) ■ None yet. Feel free to add at your leisure.

Relationships  ♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love    ● Positive     ● Neutral     ● Negative     ● Distant ● Vynka Lanore - "Oh, I adore her. We met in the Botanists’ guild on one of my trips to that awful pit...Gridania. Charming little dear, shy but charming. We write letters to one another, I do my best to send bubble chocolate whenever I can." ● Meyla Sarka - "Beautifully unique Keeper. I believe we met in an alley. Found her very charming, I would do well to get to know the woman better." ● Audric Saramatoix - "Pleasant company. I woke the lazy sot in the middle of a foggy day, gave me his coat and escorted me out of the rain." ● Flynt Reddard - "Odd fellow… I’ve not an idea as to what I could say. Seems brash...a-and a tad bit forward." ♥ Ahctguld Kirzmhassyn - "My charge, I adore the man. He has been my friend for as long as I can remember. My best friend, I would probably be dead without him. The man guards me with his life...I cannot ask for anything more.” (This character is an npc of my own creation.) GALLERY Smug, isn’t she? Spending time at Hidden Falls. Out. Looking down at an unexpecting individual. OOC Information This wiki is always changing! Character blog Template adapted from Bancroft Gairn.