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<span style="color:#fcfbf9; font-size:50px; font-style:italic; font-family:constantia">Fyrilona Iris (W I P) —</span>
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<span style="color:#948087; font-size:50px; font-style:italic; font-family:constantia">&mdash; Fyrilona Iris &mdash;</span>
 
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An unsual Mercenary Huge, Scary, but with a Heart of Gold.
 
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">Roegadyn</td></tr>
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">Hellsguard</td></tr>
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">Biological:28 Chronological:???</td></tr>
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">22nd sun of the 1st Umbral Moon</td></tr>
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">7'3.7"</td></tr>
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<td width="50%" style="text-align:left">height</td></tr>
 
 
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">general</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">General</p>
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Iris is an imposing woman, even for a Roegadyn, a body sculpted by training and war but still feminine, on her head she wears a thick head of red hair (with hints of platinum blonde) gathered in a messy tail, the first notable thing about her face are her eyes, large and Aquamarine in color, followed by two light blue tattoos under her right eye, some scars complete the look of the face.
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Hidden by the clothes there are several scars, the most important are those on the left arm, at shoulder level.  
  
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">clothing</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Clothing</p>
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Iris prefers to stay put in her combat clothes, but she doesn't mind dressing up in regular clothes, as long as they have pockets big enough for a weapon.
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She doesn't like dressing up in fancy clothes, the lack of mobility and the small pocket capacity bothers her
  
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">voice</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Voice</p>
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Her voice is deep, pleasant and vigorous
  
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">habits</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Habits</p>
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(W I P)
  
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- She has few habits connected to places, except for one, Revenant's Toll, there is something that always takes her there, like there is something unfinished.
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- She fiddles with her "last bullet" when the situation becomes stressful or boring.
 
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<div class="mw-customtoggle-personality" style="width:inherit; padding:0px 5px; font-size:20px; background-color:rgb(35, 31, 45); text-align:center; font-family:constantia; color:#ccaa8b; cursor:pointer">— personality —</div>
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In everyday life Iris is shy and reserved, she prefers to spend part of her time watching the naturalness of people or if there is no one, she delights in writing stories or poems, but approached in the right way, Iris can become a very passionate person, open, generous and loyal, but woe betray her trust, because her anger is comparable to that of few, for strength, violence and precision.
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In Battle instead, Iris changes personality and becomes Assertive and Valiant, almost heedless of her own safety in order to complete the assigned mission.
  
 
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="width:110px; font-weight:bold">like</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Watching people</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">like</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Writing</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">like</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Gil</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">like</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Stories of War and Valor</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">like</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Hot/Cold Dry Weather</td></tr>
 
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="width:110px; font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">dislike</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Cowards</td></tr>
<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">dislike2</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Magnis dis parturient montes nascetur ridiculus mus.</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">dislike</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">The Dishonorable</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">dislike</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Losing</td></tr>
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<center><span style="font-size:20pt"><b>etc</b></span></center></div>
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<center><span style="font-size:20pt"><b>Etc</b></span></center></div>
 
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="width:110px; font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">alignment</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">alignment</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="width:110px; font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">Alignment</td><td style="width:57px"> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Chaotic Good</td></tr>
<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">faults</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">faults</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">Favorite foods</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">Ribs in all their cooked forms</td></tr>
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<tr style="vertical-align:top"><td style="font-weight:bold; white-space:nowrap">favorite color</td><td> ▹ </td><td style="color:#fcfbf9">favorite color</td></tr>
 
 
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Birth and Early Years</p>
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Fyrilona Iris, was born in Ul'dah, Mother and Father were mercenaries waiting for the next contract, the contract came and they disappeared without returning.
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Iris found herself abandoned, recently born and already death was whispering in her ear, if not that a Researcher (Scholar) a bit special, enraptured by her blue eyes, took her with him and brought her to her new home in Gridania.
 +
She learned to read and write with only the help of her ambivalent new parent, but with a head full of questions about why they had conceived and then abandoned her and with few answers, Iris began to be more aggressive.
 +
At the age of 10, even though her open mind allowed her to be well liked by everyone, she always ended up in the middle of some fight between boys, whether it was for a piece of bread or an insult it was and had to be her who threw the first and last punch, Because it was the only way to fill that void so... empty.
 +
This led her to clash many times with the Wood Wailers, who tried to contain her by making her do jobs to keep her hands and mind occupied, but Iris became sadder and sadder day by day, her hands felt the need to hit something, something that had life, this did not go unnoticed by Ywain, who saw the potential for an excellent lancer in this little girl, and invited her to hit him, if she could land a single punch she would be removed from the jobs that made her so sad, the fight was quick, Iris was on the ground at the feet of Ywain, the fight seemed to be over, but Iris with the little strength left in her body hit him lightly on the ankle, and with a mischievous smile collapsed, she had won.
 +
Intrigued by the use of the stick, she returned to Ywain and asked if he could teach her something, Ywain agreed but on one condition, that if she felt the need to fight someone, the first one should be him.
 +
Iris (advised by Ywain) enlisted at the age of 24 in the re-instated Twin Adders, but the master-pupil relationship was abruptly severed and Ywain disappeared from Iris's life.  
 +
He quickly reached the rank of sergeant, because of his courage and his unusual charisma made of actions and not words, he did not want further promotions because " the papers should be left to the bureaucrats and not the soldiers.".
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Battle of Carteneau</p>
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Sgt. Fyrilona Iris was assigned to the vanguard during the battle of Carteneau, the imperials were better equipped, but this did not discourage her, the fight was intense, bloody and fierce, but, without any kind of organization between Grand Companies, resulting in some episodes of Blue on Blue (Friendly Fire) where Iris was pierced in the left arm by three arrows, almost unable to fight but still standing, she took her halberd and broke it in two, so she could continue with the battle.
 +
As the fighting began to get livelier and the wounded began to pile up, the choice wasn't instantaneous, but when she saw one of her fellow soldiers fall face down hit by shrapnel, she didn’t think it twice and decided to load up with as many wounded as she could, and take them to the rear where they could be treated, for a total of ten trips Iris saved between forty and sixty people, heedless of the wounds she was receiving.
 +
But something appeared from the sky, stopping everyone as if by magic, a moon was crumbling over the battlefield, everyone began to run away, minus Iris, if she had to die, at least she wanted to do it standing, watching the apocalyptic spectacle, the moon opened revealing an immense creature, as big as a city, and wings so large as to cover the view of the sky.
 +
The air became scorching with rage, the plains of Carteneau became an inferno, the fire continued its rapid march towards Iris, then it all becomes blurred, the only memory is a great blinding light.
 +
 
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 +
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Post-Carteneau</p>
 +
 
 +
The light suddenly disappeared, the ground was no longer what you would expect from a battlefield, it had become just a big field of... something, the armies that populated the Carteneau plains, gone, there was no one but Iris and her many wounds, lost but sure of where she was she walked towards the nearest camp she could remember.
 +
The journey though relatively short, was lonely, none of the thousands of people present during the fight were there, not even the bodies of the fallen.                                                                                                                                             
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 +
"I remember coming to a rise, I remember a large stone arch and guards on the battlements of the walls, My heavy limp echoed in the valley behind, I had probably sprained my ankle, a person noticed me and began to approach me, my strength slowly began to leave me, my arms could no longer hold the wounds and fell to my sides, and then nothingness."
 +
 
 +
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Echo and Decisions</p>
 +
 
 +
Iris awoke in a room made of stone, bandaged from the shoulder down, but she sensed that she had changed, but couldn't figure out how, the people around her were moving frantically except for one who caught her eye, and called him to her.
 +
She discovered that this person was a Scion of the Seventh Dawn and that he was there because of the peculiarity of Iris's situation, that of being one of the few to have returned so late from Carteneau,
 +
The Scion made a call from his linkpearl and spoke a language unknown to her, but she understood that it was a shopping list, at the end of the call she asked why he couldn't go shopping himself, he replied that he had to understand if Iris was given an ability, that of the Echo.
 +
The Scion began to explain to her that the battle of Carteneau ended several years ago, many died and many others disappeared without a trace, others survived and in some circumstances some came back with this gift, some come to see the past, and others come to understand all languages and make themselves understood by everyone just by talking like he and Iris were doing.
 +
Iris was petrified of being away from home for so long, in that moment of impulse the Scion tried to recruit Iris, but she said no, that as soon as she finished her hospital stay she would leave the Twin Adders and continue her life peacefully.
 +
 
 +
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Civilian Life</p>
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 +
After being discharged from the Twin Adders, Iris looked for a job she could do without having to use both arms, and Ishgard was in the midst of a reconstruction, so the choice was obvious, move there, but with Ishgard's opening to the outside world, the inn was full of adventurers, there was no house to rent and the church full of evacuees, the only thing left was to camp.
 +
Months passed and Iris helped as much as she could, as a miner even if with only one arm she managed to survive, then a few makeshift jobs here and there, they brought a few more Gil in her pocket, but she missed the life of a soldier, more than the rules and the rigor she missed fighting for something, but to go back with the Grand Companies was not worth it after what she had experienced, but at the same time...
 +
What could she do with one arm?
 +
In the following days some rumors started to circulate, these rumors talked about how the Machinist Guild was looking for new recruits and how few enlisted, and driven by curiosity she inquired.
 +
Indeed though not entirely her fighting style, the weapon offered by the Machinists was something she could use with only one arm, and without even realizing it, Iris became a Machinist novice.
 +
In a few months she became familiar with the weapon and the various constructs, for a time she worked together with Hilda, but Iris was still not satisfied with the way her life was going.  
  
<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">teenage</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Insurrections against the Empire</p>
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">present</p>
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The news that the alliance had taken Baelsar's Wall, also arrived in Ishgard, and a thought popped into Iris' head, why not become a mercenary and see if such a life could give her the satisfaction she sought?
Augue eget arcu dictum varius duis at. Mauris rhoncus aenean vel elit scelerisque. Luctus accumsan tortor posuere ac ut consequat semper viverra. Est ante in nibh mauris cursus mattis molestie a. Vivamus at augue eget arcu. Convallis aenean et tortor at risus viverra adipiscing. Pellentesque massa placerat duis ultricies lacus sed turpis. Faucibus in ornare quam viverra orci sagittis eu volutpat odio. Nibh venenatis cras sed felis eget velit aliquet sagittis id. Sit amet risus nullam eget felis eget nunc lobortis. Habitant morbi tristique senectus et netus. Metus vulputate eu scelerisque felis imperdiet proin fermentum leo vel. Commodo ullamcorper a lacus vestibulum sed arcu non. Ut pharetra sit amet aliquam id diam maecenas. Risus viverra adipiscing at in tellus integer. Quis hendrerit dolor magna eget est. Non quam lacus suspendisse faucibus. Congue mauris rhoncus aenean vel elit scelerisque mauris. Viverra mauris in aliquam sem fringilla ut morbi.
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She left Hilda and the Machinists Guild and boarded the first Airship for Gridania and later reached Castrum Occidens where she was immediately hired (because of her history in the Twin Adders) as a Sergeant.
 +
Iris carried out several war actions, the most important being a night raid on an Imperial checkpoint, where, in addition to capturing several Imperials, she secured several resources for the resistance, with no losses and only one lightly wounded man.
 +
When Rhalgr's Reach fell, Iris was on patrol, she noticed only a column of smoke rising, even running at breakneck speed, she did not arrive in time, everything was already over, only the wounded remained to be treated and the dead to be counted.
 +
Morale was low and many were the deserters in those months, Iris in that period tried to create a reconnaissance unit, but with little success.
 +
With the news of the liberation of Doma, morale returned high, many returned and were forgiven, and many others enlisted.
 +
The conquest of Specula Imperatoris gave a decisive impetus to subsequent operations in the entire Gyr Abania region, Iris continued to fight until the conquest of Ala Mhigo.
 +
After the end of her contract with the Ala Mhigo’s resistance, news that the Bozja Resistance was looking for mercenaries quickly reached Iris.
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<p style="font-size:18px; font-weight:400; color:#d1b7a1">Bozja Southern Front </p>
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Yep,that's me

— Fyrilona Iris —

“Victory needs no explanation, defeat allows for none”
- ᚖ -

An unsual Mercenary Huge, Scary, but with a Heart of Gold.

— Stats —
Race Roegadyn
Clan Hellsguard
Age Biological:28 Chronological:???
Nameday 22nd sun of the 1st Umbral Moon
Height 7'3.7"
— ✖ —

— Appearance —

General

Iris is an imposing woman, even for a Roegadyn, a body sculpted by training and war but still feminine, on her head she wears a thick head of red hair (with hints of platinum blonde) gathered in a messy tail, the first notable thing about her face are her eyes, large and Aquamarine in color, followed by two light blue tattoos under her right eye, some scars complete the look of the face. Hidden by the clothes there are several scars, the most important are those on the left arm, at shoulder level.

Clothing

Iris prefers to stay put in her combat clothes, but she doesn't mind dressing up in regular clothes, as long as they have pockets big enough for a weapon. She doesn't like dressing up in fancy clothes, the lack of mobility and the small pocket capacity bothers her

Voice

Her voice is deep, pleasant and vigorous

Habits

(W I P)

- She has few habits connected to places, except for one, Revenant's Toll, there is something that always takes her there, like there is something unfinished.

- She fiddles with her "last bullet" when the situation becomes stressful or boring.


— ✖ —
— Personality —

In everyday life Iris is shy and reserved, she prefers to spend part of her time watching the naturalness of people or if there is no one, she delights in writing stories or poems, but approached in the right way, Iris can become a very passionate person, open, generous and loyal, but woe betray her trust, because her anger is comparable to that of few, for strength, violence and precision. In Battle instead, Iris changes personality and becomes Assertive and Valiant, almost heedless of her own safety in order to complete the assigned mission.

likeWatching people
likeWriting
likeGil
likeStories of War and Valor
likeWeapons & Armors
likeHot/Cold Dry Weather
dislikeCowards
dislikeThe Dishonorable
dislikeLosing
dislikeSeeing wasted potential
dislikeLosing Gil
dislikeHot/Cold Humid Weather
Etc
AlignmentChaotic Good
Favorite foodsRibs in all their cooked forms
Favorite DrinkHippocrasso

— ✖ —
— history —

Birth and Early Years

Fyrilona Iris, was born in Ul'dah, Mother and Father were mercenaries waiting for the next contract, the contract came and they disappeared without returning. Iris found herself abandoned, recently born and already death was whispering in her ear, if not that a Researcher (Scholar) a bit special, enraptured by her blue eyes, took her with him and brought her to her new home in Gridania. She learned to read and write with only the help of her ambivalent new parent, but with a head full of questions about why they had conceived and then abandoned her and with few answers, Iris began to be more aggressive. At the age of 10, even though her open mind allowed her to be well liked by everyone, she always ended up in the middle of some fight between boys, whether it was for a piece of bread or an insult it was and had to be her who threw the first and last punch, Because it was the only way to fill that void so... empty. This led her to clash many times with the Wood Wailers, who tried to contain her by making her do jobs to keep her hands and mind occupied, but Iris became sadder and sadder day by day, her hands felt the need to hit something, something that had life, this did not go unnoticed by Ywain, who saw the potential for an excellent lancer in this little girl, and invited her to hit him, if she could land a single punch she would be removed from the jobs that made her so sad, the fight was quick, Iris was on the ground at the feet of Ywain, the fight seemed to be over, but Iris with the little strength left in her body hit him lightly on the ankle, and with a mischievous smile collapsed, she had won. Intrigued by the use of the stick, she returned to Ywain and asked if he could teach her something, Ywain agreed but on one condition, that if she felt the need to fight someone, the first one should be him. Iris (advised by Ywain) enlisted at the age of 24 in the re-instated Twin Adders, but the master-pupil relationship was abruptly severed and Ywain disappeared from Iris's life. He quickly reached the rank of sergeant, because of his courage and his unusual charisma made of actions and not words, he did not want further promotions because " the papers should be left to the bureaucrats and not the soldiers.".

Battle of Carteneau

Sgt. Fyrilona Iris was assigned to the vanguard during the battle of Carteneau, the imperials were better equipped, but this did not discourage her, the fight was intense, bloody and fierce, but, without any kind of organization between Grand Companies, resulting in some episodes of Blue on Blue (Friendly Fire) where Iris was pierced in the left arm by three arrows, almost unable to fight but still standing, she took her halberd and broke it in two, so she could continue with the battle. As the fighting began to get livelier and the wounded began to pile up, the choice wasn't instantaneous, but when she saw one of her fellow soldiers fall face down hit by shrapnel, she didn’t think it twice and decided to load up with as many wounded as she could, and take them to the rear where they could be treated, for a total of ten trips Iris saved between forty and sixty people, heedless of the wounds she was receiving. But something appeared from the sky, stopping everyone as if by magic, a moon was crumbling over the battlefield, everyone began to run away, minus Iris, if she had to die, at least she wanted to do it standing, watching the apocalyptic spectacle, the moon opened revealing an immense creature, as big as a city, and wings so large as to cover the view of the sky. The air became scorching with rage, the plains of Carteneau became an inferno, the fire continued its rapid march towards Iris, then it all becomes blurred, the only memory is a great blinding light.


Post-Carteneau

The light suddenly disappeared, the ground was no longer what you would expect from a battlefield, it had become just a big field of... something, the armies that populated the Carteneau plains, gone, there was no one but Iris and her many wounds, lost but sure of where she was she walked towards the nearest camp she could remember. The journey though relatively short, was lonely, none of the thousands of people present during the fight were there, not even the bodies of the fallen.

"I remember coming to a rise, I remember a large stone arch and guards on the battlements of the walls, My heavy limp echoed in the valley behind, I had probably sprained my ankle, a person noticed me and began to approach me, my strength slowly began to leave me, my arms could no longer hold the wounds and fell to my sides, and then nothingness."

Echo and Decisions

Iris awoke in a room made of stone, bandaged from the shoulder down, but she sensed that she had changed, but couldn't figure out how, the people around her were moving frantically except for one who caught her eye, and called him to her. She discovered that this person was a Scion of the Seventh Dawn and that he was there because of the peculiarity of Iris's situation, that of being one of the few to have returned so late from Carteneau, The Scion made a call from his linkpearl and spoke a language unknown to her, but she understood that it was a shopping list, at the end of the call she asked why he couldn't go shopping himself, he replied that he had to understand if Iris was given an ability, that of the Echo. The Scion began to explain to her that the battle of Carteneau ended several years ago, many died and many others disappeared without a trace, others survived and in some circumstances some came back with this gift, some come to see the past, and others come to understand all languages and make themselves understood by everyone just by talking like he and Iris were doing. Iris was petrified of being away from home for so long, in that moment of impulse the Scion tried to recruit Iris, but she said no, that as soon as she finished her hospital stay she would leave the Twin Adders and continue her life peacefully.

Civilian Life

After being discharged from the Twin Adders, Iris looked for a job she could do without having to use both arms, and Ishgard was in the midst of a reconstruction, so the choice was obvious, move there, but with Ishgard's opening to the outside world, the inn was full of adventurers, there was no house to rent and the church full of evacuees, the only thing left was to camp. Months passed and Iris helped as much as she could, as a miner even if with only one arm she managed to survive, then a few makeshift jobs here and there, they brought a few more Gil in her pocket, but she missed the life of a soldier, more than the rules and the rigor she missed fighting for something, but to go back with the Grand Companies was not worth it after what she had experienced, but at the same time... What could she do with one arm? In the following days some rumors started to circulate, these rumors talked about how the Machinist Guild was looking for new recruits and how few enlisted, and driven by curiosity she inquired. Indeed though not entirely her fighting style, the weapon offered by the Machinists was something she could use with only one arm, and without even realizing it, Iris became a Machinist novice. In a few months she became familiar with the weapon and the various constructs, for a time she worked together with Hilda, but Iris was still not satisfied with the way her life was going.

Insurrections against the Empire

The news that the alliance had taken Baelsar's Wall, also arrived in Ishgard, and a thought popped into Iris' head, why not become a mercenary and see if such a life could give her the satisfaction she sought? She left Hilda and the Machinists Guild and boarded the first Airship for Gridania and later reached Castrum Occidens where she was immediately hired (because of her history in the Twin Adders) as a Sergeant. Iris carried out several war actions, the most important being a night raid on an Imperial checkpoint, where, in addition to capturing several Imperials, she secured several resources for the resistance, with no losses and only one lightly wounded man. When Rhalgr's Reach fell, Iris was on patrol, she noticed only a column of smoke rising, even running at breakneck speed, she did not arrive in time, everything was already over, only the wounded remained to be treated and the dead to be counted. Morale was low and many were the deserters in those months, Iris in that period tried to create a reconnaissance unit, but with little success. With the news of the liberation of Doma, morale returned high, many returned and were forgiven, and many others enlisted. The conquest of Specula Imperatoris gave a decisive impetus to subsequent operations in the entire Gyr Abania region, Iris continued to fight until the conquest of Ala Mhigo. After the end of her contract with the Ala Mhigo’s resistance, news that the Bozja Resistance was looking for mercenaries quickly reached Iris.

Bozja Southern Front

( W I P )


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