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| − | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Dorji | + | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Dorji the Red'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(<font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">✖</font>)''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Father'''</font> |
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| − | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's father - a warrior who left the Mol after | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's father - a warrior who left the Mol after he was exiled for murdering an unarmed sheep rustler. Driven by a strong sense of misunderstood justice, he wandered the Steppe for several days before encountering and dueling with a female Dotharli lancer for a day and a night. Reaching a stalemate, they ended up getting married instead of trying to kill each other again. Dorji was, outside of his bloodthirst in combat, a relatively kind man that just wanted to provide for his children as best he could. He died from an infected wound, praying for the Mol gods to forgive his sins.</div> |
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| − | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Khulan | + | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Khulan Shrikeheart'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(<font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font> <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">✖</font>)''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Mother'''</font> |
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| − | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's mother - a lancer that was feared across the Steppe for her brutal nature. Khulan was near emotionless, but found | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's mother - a lancer that was feared across the Steppe for her brutal nature. Khulan was near emotionless, but found that the duel she had with a lone Mol warrior set her heart racing, and she demanded the man become her husband. Khulan, however, wasn't really all that fit for motherhood. While she cared for her children, it was in a very distant, rough way. Khulan taught Nevili to be a brutal fighter, believing this would protect her better than words or diplomacy. She perished in a distant Nadaam, claiming victory for the Dotharl at the cost of her life.</div> |
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Otgon Dotharl'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(<font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font>)''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Little Brother'''</font> | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''Otgon Dotharl'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(<font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">♥</font>)''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Little Brother'''</font> | ||
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| − | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's younger brother, who grew up to become a Conjurer, much to his father's pride and his mother's annoyance. Having | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Nevili's younger brother, who grew up to become a Conjurer, much to his father's pride and his mother's annoyance. Having injured himself at a young age, he became dependent on Nevili to protect him until he was able to stand on his own again. The siblings were incredibly close, so the disappearance of Nevili has embittered Otgon. Rumour has it that with the liberation of Doma, he's embarked on a mission to go find out what became of his elder sister once and for all.</div> |
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Nevili Dotharl Lancer, Drunkard, Amnesiac Error creating thumbnail: File missing About
Error creating thumbnail: File missing Violet-skinned, black-scaled, and silver-haired. Nevili's most jarring trait is her rose pink eyes contrasting against her dark skin, and silver hair that ages her significantly. She's small but surprisingly muscular, being built like a gymnast and having thighs that can crush a watermelon. She's self-conscious about her gigantic tail. Scars & Markings: On her neck, a superficial scar that runs across the middle, below her chin, left by a very specific someone. On her chest, a large scar starting at her left shoulder, going across her entire breast and wrapping around to her lower right ribs. On her back, starting at the nape of her neck, are circular patterned scars evenly spaced down her back to the base of her tail. On her wrists and ankles, loose scars where she was bound with rope or tight shackles. Smaller, insignificant scars otherwise pepper her entire body. Voice: Soft, lilting - very much at odds with her aggressive personality. Clothing: Whatever fits, honestly. Nevili habitually 'borrows' the clothes of friends, or buys clothes secondhand. She's very apathetic about fashion, only caring about having high quality armor.
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tl;dr: A friendly cinnamon roll that will still gut you like a fish, and laugh about it, if you let her. Friendly, but aggressive - she's very unawares that a 'friendly punch' is still a punch. Very much an extrovert, much to the chagrin of anyone who enjoys alone time and quiet. A workaholic, Nevili runs hot all the time, always finding something to keep her mind busy, often to the point of running on very little sleep. When she's forced to sit still, she quickly grows broody and impatient. A natural fighter, she often challenges acquaintances to duels or sparring matches, seeing combat as the quickest and most effective way to get to know the depths an individual's character. While Nevili is very outgoing, much of it is superficial: she often shies away from growing too close to people, keeping them at arm's length. And she lies about her past, much to the chagrin of those who try to keep tabs on her. This is at odds with the fact that Nevili is a caring, emphatic person that wants others to trust her, despite the fact that she often gives no stable grounds to believe so. Her alcoholism complicates this further. She often forgets names and faces, but hey, with how big Eorzea is, who has time to remember everyone you meet?
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