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{{Infobox-character
| name = Cima Fhae
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| name = Chani Drift
| image =  
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| image = Chaniferrer.png
| imagewidth = 300
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| imagewidth = 350
| caption =  
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| caption = Imp o' the Sea
| title =  
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| title = [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4b1wt3-zpzQ Theme Song: Little Greenback]
 
| gender = Female
 
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ul'dah
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| citizenship = Drifter
 
| race = Miqo'te
 
| race = Miqo'te
 
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
 
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
 
| stat_1 = Birthplace
 
| stat_1 = Birthplace
| stat_1_value = The Black Shroud
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| stat_1_value = Limsa Lominsa
| stat_2 = Age
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| stat_2 = Namesday
| stat_2_value = 18 (as of 1577)
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| stat_2_value = 10/03 (1559)
| stat_3 =  
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| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value =  
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| stat_3_value = [[Llymlaen, the Navigator]]
| stat_4 =  
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| stat_4 = Occupation
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| stat_4_value = <strike>Thief</strike> for Hire
| stat_5 =  
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| stat_5 = Player
| stat_5_value =  
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| stat_5_value = [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=762 Kitty Wizard]
| stat_6 =  
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| stat_6 = Server
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| stat_6_value = Balmung
 
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'''Chani Drift''' is a simple stray with a<strike>n unhealthy obsession</strike> love of three things: games, money and booze. Career-wise, she considers herself a specialist in the procurement and trade of goods. You want it, she can find it. At a price.  
'''(( I'm a terrible person and changing her again. But here you go!: ))'''
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:''"Is it a needful thing?"''  
  
To any observing, they would see her flying.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Basic Info</div>===
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: [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vEtbfzMLVWU Stray Cat Strut]
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She's a small, shapely thing - a once gawky foundation turned to womanform. Or turning, judging by the chub of her cheeks and occasional stumbles, fumbles and tumbles (she's a ditsy helmsman). Her voice is bubbly and boisterous (inside voice? what inside voice?) and her tongue as foul as a sailor's. A tad of fire touches her blonde hair and her eyes are the sky and the sea. Beyond that, no real noteworthy brands. She's got a dim-witted smile though.  
  
And so she was; several pints and pipe-fulls later, Cima had taken to the vacant back-alley street on a vague whim. And she was flying.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">History</div>===
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: [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY All Along the Watchtower]
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Chani grew up as a typical Lominsan youth: playing pirates, pulling pranks on tourists, pissing off the deckhands... She was happy (even with three older brothers tormenting her mercilessly.) Unfortunately her mother caught a cold, and it developed, and one can see where this leads to. Except before her passing, their was hope. An expensive one. The family's father (a failing merchant) said ''"'Ey!"''... and turned to gambling. If he could just get that jackpot! Needles to say, he racked up some serious monetary debts (the drinking didn't help). And when the hope faded and the family should've moved on... well, he approached a pirate gang for financial assistance. Except after a while the benefactors suspected the father was attempting to weasel out of his servitude, and so the Knights of Barracuda were anonymously tipped off on a "major pirate den" at Chani's residence. Acting on this information, the Knights ransacked the place, setting it ablaze and arresting the three brothers. Luckily (or not so?), Chani's escape was masked by the ensuing takedown of her brothers. As for the fate of her father... well, none of it she's very sure on. And as there's nothing she's been able to do (or find) in the ten years since, Chani has drifted on with her life.
  
A stuffy stillness had encroached the desert's city - prelude to an especially stormy night - and most had taken shelter for the anticipated downpour.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Personality</div>===
 
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: [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMbATaj7Il8 Born to be Wild]
Not Cima.
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A loudmouth and tomfool, Chani is knowledge-starved and thrill-seeking. Trouble's her name and danger's her game. She acts out of her best interests and isn't above pushing someone under the choco-coach if it means another day of life in her lungs. I advise you to watch your pockets around this one: what's yours is hers, and what's hers is hers. And expect the unexpected. Or maybe she's predictably unpredictable. Good luck!
 
 
She hadn't been at it long - a stomp here, a slide there, the beginning of a count resonating with her entirety. The show was about to begin.
 
 
 
Cue lightning.
 
 
 
Cue thunder.
 
 
 
And cue... the torrent.
 
 
 
Sway of the hip, bend of the knee, jerk of the foot... stomp, slide. Repeat. And she was shuffling about the avenue in a burst of passion: turning this way, twirling that way, zigging, zagging, kicking and crossing her feet in a mist of water.
 
 
 
Lightning. Thunder.
 
 
 
It didn't hold the smell of home - dripping leaves, soaked flowers, damp wood, ''there's only sand in this damned place'' - but she could forget all that in flight. Her feet and hands would lift her, guide her...
 
 
 
Like plants spiralling to sunlight, her arms slowly wound up and about her crown.
 
 
Cima felt like she was flying out of control, holding herself. Spinning. Laughing.
 
 
 
With a sudden motion, she dropped, spun and shot her arms out to either side, palms outstretched to the hiding world. Just her knees and hips dipped and leaned now - fluctuating from side-to-side with the internal beat.
 
 
 
The only warning was the flash - not of lightning, which was deceiving in this weather - as her fingers erupted in a flurry of fluorescent colours: green, yellow, blue and white.
 
 
 
The emphasis of Cima's performance had, apparently, shifted to the magical exploits of her dancing digits - her legs and torso were just the back-ups. And her head?
 
 
 
"Cima! What in the hells are you doing out there - it's absolutely pouring!"
 
 
 
Her head crashed back into reality. The voice, both muffled and audible, attempted a shout over the storm.
 
 
The twiggy Miqo'te broke from her rhythm, abruptly turning to the opened shutters a floor above.
 
 
 
"The sky gods challenged me to a duel of light!" Face faintly illuminated by the glow of her hands, Cima thrusted her index up at the silhouette - and dramatically propelled a short burst of green sparkles at the girl.
 
 
 
"... Come inside - someone'll see you!" Guiltily [grinning], Cima poked her fingers together [purposely] and sent element-inspired sparks whizzing out into the drizzling night.
 
 
 
"Encore?" She whisper-called back.
 
 
 
"Cima, please!" Her sister groaned from the window with a beckoning wave. ''No-nonsense.''
 
 
 
She sighed and complied... grudgingly.
 

Latest revision as of 01:40, 1 October 2013

 Chani Drift
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Imp o' the Sea
Theme Song: Little Greenback
Gender Female
Race Miqo'te
Clan Keeper of the Moon
Citizenship Drifter
Birthplace Limsa Lominsa
Namesday 10/03 (1559)
Guardian Llymlaen, the Navigator
Occupation Thief for Hire
Player Kitty Wizard
Server Balmung

Chani Drift is a simple stray with an unhealthy obsession love of three things: games, money and booze. Career-wise, she considers herself a specialist in the procurement and trade of goods. You want it, she can find it. At a price.

"Is it a needful thing?"

Basic Info

Stray Cat Strut

She's a small, shapely thing - a once gawky foundation turned to womanform. Or turning, judging by the chub of her cheeks and occasional stumbles, fumbles and tumbles (she's a ditsy helmsman). Her voice is bubbly and boisterous (inside voice? what inside voice?) and her tongue as foul as a sailor's. A tad of fire touches her blonde hair and her eyes are the sky and the sea. Beyond that, no real noteworthy brands. She's got a dim-witted smile though.

History

All Along the Watchtower

Chani grew up as a typical Lominsan youth: playing pirates, pulling pranks on tourists, pissing off the deckhands... She was happy (even with three older brothers tormenting her mercilessly.) Unfortunately her mother caught a cold, and it developed, and one can see where this leads to. Except before her passing, their was hope. An expensive one. The family's father (a failing merchant) said "'Ey!"... and turned to gambling. If he could just get that jackpot! Needles to say, he racked up some serious monetary debts (the drinking didn't help). And when the hope faded and the family should've moved on... well, he approached a pirate gang for financial assistance. Except after a while the benefactors suspected the father was attempting to weasel out of his servitude, and so the Knights of Barracuda were anonymously tipped off on a "major pirate den" at Chani's residence. Acting on this information, the Knights ransacked the place, setting it ablaze and arresting the three brothers. Luckily (or not so?), Chani's escape was masked by the ensuing takedown of her brothers. As for the fate of her father... well, none of it she's very sure on. And as there's nothing she's been able to do (or find) in the ten years since, Chani has drifted on with her life.

Personality

Born to be Wild

A loudmouth and tomfool, Chani is knowledge-starved and thrill-seeking. Trouble's her name and danger's her game. She acts out of her best interests and isn't above pushing someone under the choco-coach if it means another day of life in her lungs. I advise you to watch your pockets around this one: what's yours is hers, and what's hers is hers. And expect the unexpected. Or maybe she's predictably unpredictable. Good luck!