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spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">The Tumet tribe have perhaps one of the harshest traditions in the Steppe. Upon their tenth nameday, children would be lashed tightly against a sacred tribal tree, while the rest of the tribe continued their migration to more fertile lands. To break free and track down the tribe would mean acceptance into the tribe as well as a name. Failing to find the tribe meant exile, and failing to break free at all meant certain death to the elements or hungry predators. Noshiro, or Noshi for short, was no exception. |
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| + | For her, the trial was a disaster. The unlucky Xaela had been bound too tightly for her to free herself. On the third day, she fell prey to a hungry steppe gulo, whose savage attacks finally snapped her restraints. Noshiro was able to seize her newfound freedom quickly, bolting away and then scurrying up the very tree she had been bound to, hiding in the branches for hours until the creature had finally left. | ||
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| + | Suffice it to say, she never did catch up to her tribe. Bleeding from the attack, suffering from dehydration, and delirious from lack of sleep, it was a miracle the young Xaela was able to walk at all. Through sheer perseverance, Noshiro eventually found her way to the trading post of Reunion. A traveling Doman merchant took pity on her, whisking the Xaela away to Doma and serving as Noshiro's foster guardian for the next few years. | ||
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| + | Now fiercely loyal to her new home, Noshiro took up the cause of Doman liberation from Garlemald without a second thought. She served as an adept scout, tracker, and archer for the Resistance, and quickly took up the mantle of a ninja, one of many responsible for gathering information for the Doman cause throughout the Far East. | ||
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| + | With Doma having finally won its freedom, Noshiro has since given in to wanderlust, seeking out new adventures in the land to the west she's heard so many rumors about - Eorzea. And perhaps one day, she'll muster the strength to return to the Steppes and track down her old tribal roots.</div></div> | ||
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spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Relatively small - even shorter than most other Xaela show knows, Noshiro stands at just over 55 ilms. Her jet-black hair, interleaved with streaks of red, is usually tied back into a casual ponytail. Her eyes are a vivid, bright green, and the cheerful Xaela almost always has a smile on her face, no matter what the situation. Her companions have certainly found her unwavering pep odd, disconcerting even, especially in the face of battle or tragedy. A large scar to the right of her stomach serves as a grim reminder of the guro attack, and of the events of the trial. She hates to talk about it, and for this reason tends to shy away from clothing which exposes the midriff. </div> |
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<div style="float: center; margin: 1px; padding: 7px; background: #000000; border: 1px solid #999999;"><center><font color="ffffff">'''ಌ INFORMATION ಌ'''</font><br> | <div style="float: center; margin: 1px; padding: 7px; background: #000000; border: 1px solid #999999;"><center><font color="ffffff">'''ಌ INFORMATION ಌ'''</font><br> | ||
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| − | | '''Name''' - | + | | '''Name''' - Noshiro Firetail |
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| − | | '''Race''' - | + | | '''Race''' - Xaela |
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| − | | '''Age''' - | + | | '''Age''' - 19 |
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| − | | '''Name Day''' - | + | | '''Name Day''' - 17th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon |
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| − | | '''Deity''' - | + | | '''Deity''' - Nhaama |
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| − | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Citizenship:</b> Doma | |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Citizenship:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Occupation:</b> Kunoichi |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Occupation:</b> | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Hair color:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Hair color:</b> Black, with a red tint |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Eye color:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Eye color:</b> Green |
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| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alignment:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alignment:</b> Chaotic Neutral |
| − | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Food:</b> Buuz of all kinds! | |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Food:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Drink:</b> A nice refreshing bit of sake~ |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Drink:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Color:</b> Red! |
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Color:</b> | ||
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The Tumet tribe have perhaps one of the harshest traditions in the Steppe. Upon their tenth nameday, children would be lashed tightly against a sacred tribal tree, while the rest of the tribe continued their migration to more fertile lands. To break free and track down the tribe would mean acceptance into the tribe as well as a name. Failing to find the tribe meant exile, and failing to break free at all meant certain death to the elements or hungry predators. Noshiro, or Noshi for short, was no exception.
For her, the trial was a disaster. The unlucky Xaela had been bound too tightly for her to free herself. On the third day, she fell prey to a hungry steppe gulo, whose savage attacks finally snapped her restraints. Noshiro was able to seize her newfound freedom quickly, bolting away and then scurrying up the very tree she had been bound to, hiding in the branches for hours until the creature had finally left. Suffice it to say, she never did catch up to her tribe. Bleeding from the attack, suffering from dehydration, and delirious from lack of sleep, it was a miracle the young Xaela was able to walk at all. Through sheer perseverance, Noshiro eventually found her way to the trading post of Reunion. A traveling Doman merchant took pity on her, whisking the Xaela away to Doma and serving as Noshiro's foster guardian for the next few years. Now fiercely loyal to her new home, Noshiro took up the cause of Doman liberation from Garlemald without a second thought. She served as an adept scout, tracker, and archer for the Resistance, and quickly took up the mantle of a ninja, one of many responsible for gathering information for the Doman cause throughout the Far East. With Doma having finally won its freedom, Noshiro has since given in to wanderlust, seeking out new adventures in the land to the west she's heard so many rumors about - Eorzea. And perhaps one day, she'll muster the strength to return to the Steppes and track down her old tribal roots.
Relatively small - even shorter than most other Xaela show knows, Noshiro stands at just over 55 ilms. Her jet-black hair, interleaved with streaks of red, is usually tied back into a casual ponytail. Her eyes are a vivid, bright green, and the cheerful Xaela almost always has a smile on her face, no matter what the situation. Her companions have certainly found her unwavering pep odd, disconcerting even, especially in the face of battle or tragedy. A large scar to the right of her stomach serves as a grim reminder of the guro attack, and of the events of the trial. She hates to talk about it, and for this reason tends to shy away from clothing which exposes the midriff.
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