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<center><font size="2" font face="palatino">Luha was born in a brothel to one of Limsa Lominsa's many prostitutes, a woman named Shi'ata. It was that simple beginning that would define her childhood. As soon as she was able to walk and talk, she would take to the docks to pick-pocket sailors and beg for food. Should neither of those activities bear fruit, she would take to chasing down rats and attempting to catch fish with her hands. When night would creep around, Luha and the other brothel children would be locked in a room with several blankets and pillows and nothing but their imaginations to entertain them. They would spend their time like most children do, playing pretend and dreaming of what their life would be like if they had been born to different parents, all while ignoring what they knew was happening in the rooms outside. Luha wasn't naive, she understood what it was her mother did for a living, even if she wasn't aware of just what exactly that meant. Her relationship with her mother was complicated, to say the least. Shi'ata wasn't a cruel woman and, more often than not, was a very loving and dutiful caretaker. Still, given her line of work she made a point of sending her daughter away as often as possible in hopes of keeping her innocence in tact. This forged a rift between the two, leaving Luha to believe that her mother resented her. | <center><font size="2" font face="palatino">Luha was born in a brothel to one of Limsa Lominsa's many prostitutes, a woman named Shi'ata. It was that simple beginning that would define her childhood. As soon as she was able to walk and talk, she would take to the docks to pick-pocket sailors and beg for food. Should neither of those activities bear fruit, she would take to chasing down rats and attempting to catch fish with her hands. When night would creep around, Luha and the other brothel children would be locked in a room with several blankets and pillows and nothing but their imaginations to entertain them. They would spend their time like most children do, playing pretend and dreaming of what their life would be like if they had been born to different parents, all while ignoring what they knew was happening in the rooms outside. Luha wasn't naive, she understood what it was her mother did for a living, even if she wasn't aware of just what exactly that meant. Her relationship with her mother was complicated, to say the least. Shi'ata wasn't a cruel woman and, more often than not, was a very loving and dutiful caretaker. Still, given her line of work she made a point of sending her daughter away as often as possible in hopes of keeping her innocence in tact. This forged a rift between the two, leaving Luha to believe that her mother resented her. | ||
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− | When she wasn't being punished by the brothel's owner for souring transactions or being dragged around the city by Yellow Jackets, Luha would spend her time racing around La Noscea, every day pushing the boundaries of the world around her. She would sit on hilltops and wave to the ships coming into port, dreaming of the day when she would be able to leave on one of them herself. That dream never faded; the fantasy of wanting to buy a ship and sail into the unknown world past Eorzea would something to stick with her through adulthood.</font></center> | + | When she wasn't being punished by the brothel's owner for souring transactions or being dragged around the city by Yellow Jackets, Luha would spend her time racing around La Noscea, every day pushing the boundaries of the world around her. She would sit on hilltops and wave to the ships coming into port, dreaming of the day when she would be able to leave on one of them herself. That dream never faded; the fantasy of wanting to buy a ship and sail into the unknown world past Eorzea would be something to stick with her through adulthood.</font></center> |
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Luha Dalaan
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The Basics
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Appearance & Personality
Personality wise, Luha is extremely relaxed, almost too much so for her own good. She avoids becoming attached to anything for the sake of keeping her emotional investment at a minimum is all aspects of her life. That being said, she often acts as a mother hen to those working for or with her, claiming that resources are precious and must never be wasted. She's been caught wagging her finger at contacts on more than one occasion and has even gone so far as to have some of her best people followed, if only to make sure they don't get themselves killed. This behavior stems from a big sister complex she had growing up, feeling the need to protect the other children in the brothel as best she could. She may try as hard as she can to portray herself as a ruthless criminal kingpin, but her passionate concern for her "investments" says otherwise. While this may show a somewhat softer side to her, it doesn't mean she's unguarded. Luha has spent her entire life building up walls for the simple sake of survival. While she may look after a contact, it is extremely rare for her to feel a true emotional connection with them. She keeps them from knowing anything of import about her and makes a point to know very little about them. "Bonds like that will break you, sooner or later." If on the off chance that someone does peel away at her layers, it will easily be seen that she's still that fragile little girl from Limsa, clawing her way to the top on some mission to prove that she is more than anyone ever expected her to be. She is perpetually mentally exhausted and has simply mastered the art of portraying herself some someone much stronger, more mentally sound, and unstoppable. And, if she portrays these traits efficiently, who's to say that they aren't true?
Combat & Weaponry
Biography
Childhood
Adolescence
Adulthood
Present
Miscellaneous
Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!
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Footnotes
- Template by Bancroft Gairn with a few edits by me.
- Theme Song:
- Song on the Beach; Photograph
- The Parting Glass