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| <div style="font-size:14px; font-family:Georgia">"That's one tall son 'o a bitch if'n I've ever seen one. 'e towers over poor Narii! Hells, 'e towers over ev'ryone! But I swear it be like me loomin' over 'im instead at times. Am I really that much 'o a shite? Bah. Tha man be really, really quiet. An' awkward. Quiet an' awkward. I typically see 'im glued righ' next ta Narii most times. I didn't expect 'im ta come see me in tha infirmary when I was sick, but 'is company was summit I needed after all. 'e listened ta me rant an' whine, an' not once did 'e bat an eyelash or make a snide remark. I guess ta be fair, 'e really ain't all that awkward once ye get ta talk ta 'im. Maybe I can make a friend outta 'im yet? Who else is gonna reach tall shite fer me!?"</div> | | <div style="font-size:14px; font-family:Georgia">"That's one tall son 'o a bitch if'n I've ever seen one. 'e towers over poor Narii! Hells, 'e towers over ev'ryone! But I swear it be like me loomin' over 'im instead at times. Am I really that much 'o a shite? Bah. Tha man be really, really quiet. An' awkward. Quiet an' awkward. I typically see 'im glued righ' next ta Narii most times. I didn't expect 'im ta come see me in tha infirmary when I was sick, but 'is company was summit I needed after all. 'e listened ta me rant an' whine, an' not once did 'e bat an eyelash or make a snide remark. I guess ta be fair, 'e really ain't all that awkward once ye get ta talk ta 'im. Maybe I can make a friend outta 'im yet? Who else is gonna reach tall shite fer me!?"</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">''[[Y'amra Tia]]'''</font> '''(''' <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> ''')''' - ''Ward of the Dauntless; The Hunter'''</div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-size:14px; font-family:Georgia">"Hn. It ain't no secret that m'not fond 'o tribe cats. At all. But, Amra seems ta 'ave a good head on 'is shoulders, an' I've seen 'im help tha Dauntless quite a bit. An', well, 'e's helped me out an' shown concern fer me, too. Lad's got a fiery tongue when 'e wants ta shoot quips at ye, can't say I 'aven't taunted 'im a few times, hehe."</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">''[[Y'sado Tia]]'''</font> '''(''' <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> ''')''' - ''Man of Few Words; Hired Muscle'''</div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-size:14px; font-family:Georgia">"Amra's brother. 'e's pretty ta look at, but 'e dun talk much. Then 'gain, that's not what I hired 'em fer, either. It amuses me that I got a tribe cat as me bodyguard. Sado lets 'is axe or fists speak fer 'im when I dun feel like dealin' with folk that's pissed me off."</div> | ||
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Revision as of 12:20, 17 February 2016
Nahare Mergrey | |
Gender | Female |
Race | Miqo'te |
Clan | Seeker of the Sun |
Citizenship | Limsan |
Place of Birth | Limsa Lominsa |
Nameday | 8th day, Sixth Umbral Moon |
Age | 26 |
Sexuality | Pansexual |
Marital Status | It's Complicated |
Occupation | Mercenary |
Contents
Nahare Mergrey (née Rahz)
Nahare (pronounced Na-hah-ray) is a descendant of the Lynx tribe that reside within the Sagolii desert. Her parents, X'Rahz Tia and X'Ahlia Mahsa, grew despondent with tribal life and hoisted their belongings to Limsa for a new start together. Even though they are no longer tribesmen, they still adhered to the naming convention for their daughter. However, Nahare detests Seeker tradition, and conveniently drops the Lynx portion from her name when introducing herself. Only those close to her know where her roots lie. A few nicknames she will respond to are Nah-Nah, Naha, Powder Keg, Siren, and Oba-san.
Two years after their move to Limsa, Rahz and Ahlia welcomed Nahare into the family. Rowdy from the get go, she never did learn the words "slow down." At the tender age of ten was when her chaotic streak started as she had become notorious for petty thieving, excessive white lie spewing, and in general letting rules go through one ear and out the other. Her parents had high hopes that their little girl was merely going through a "phase" and would settle down as she aged.
Except she didn't. The aforementioned traits expanded and turned into a duplicitous and above-the-law attitude. Full blown lies, dirty fighting, thieving on a much larger scale, kidnapping, sabotage, espionage, and even on one account, murder. Nahare had grown accustomed to using any means necessary to ensure success in her goals, even if it meant hurting others in the process to get to it. A philosophy of hers being, "If it amuses me, or provides me with some type of self gain, then why not?"
Her behavior molded itself into a type of bipolar, sociopathic frame of mind. Mentally unhinged, a loose cannon. She had garnered the attentions of the seedier people that prowled along Limsa's taverns and alleyways, and seeing that the woman was willing to throw caution to the wind for the highest bidder, she found herself as a sought after asset. After a few successful jobs and a heavy coin purse, Nahare enlisted herself as a full time mercenary and such has been her way of life since.
Despite the warped path she has chosen to walk, there is still a sense of love and loyalty to those whom have earned it. Her circle of close friends and allies is small, the one concerning her family even smaller. Nahare doesn't trust easy and won't hesitate to keep someone at arm's length for an extended period of time until she feels like they've proven themselves. All it takes is one person to send everything you cherish into disarray. Then again, once you've managed to breach her defenses, you'd find a woman who protects and cares for those dear to her with every fiber of her being.
Appearance
Height: 5 fulm and 4 ilms
Weight: 130 ponze
Complexion: Latte, scattered freckles
Hair: Maroon
Eyes: Bright gold
Particular Traits: Three claw shaped scars are visible on the left side of her face; they run from the top of her cheekbone down to the corner of her mouth. The name "Ki" is scarred onto the front of her left shoulder. A large burn scar rests on the outside of her right thigh. She is never seen without her bomb earring, and if someone were to try to take it, she'd quickly lose her temper.
Voice: When speaking normally, her voice takes on a gravelly and husky tone. Although, should you spark her anger, rolled r's and hissed s's become prominent. This is accompanied by a Limsan (Irish) accent.
Clothing Style: Typical Limsan-styled attire for casual wear, though she's been known to 'clean up nice' for formal events. In terms of armor, she can be seen wearing various styles of cloth, leather, and chainmail. She prefers to keep herself light weight, with ease of movement, so as to not hinder her reaction times during fights.
Laterality: Ambidextrous
Favorites
- Color: Wine Red
- Food: Rabbit Pie
- Drink: Dark Rum, Pineapple juice
- Scent: Sea air, Jasmine
- Place: Costa Del Sol
Goals
- To make a name for herself as a mercenary
- Specialize in the arts of Pugilism and Machinist
- Hone her abilities in creating explosives
- Learn to play the piano
Religion
She wasn't particularly religious in the beginning, but recent times have found her calling upon Llymlaen more than usual.
Alignment
Personality
Flaws
- Can drink like a fish, be it booze or juice
- Has a short temper
- Stubborn to a fault
- Acts first and thinks second
Fears
- Losing family
- Being injured to the point she can no longer work, no work means no gil
- Cactuar, she had one shoot needles in her face when she was a kit
- Extreme heights
Talents
- Utilizing her heightened senses in the ability to track and hunt, whether it be beast or man.
- Is known for her dirty and underhanded methods of brawling.
- Shooting out kneecaps, earning her the nickname "Cap'n Knees."
- Can craft jewelry from seashells, such as: earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings. It's a trait she usually keeps hidden.
Intelligence
- She's able to read, write, and perform basic arithmetic, but by no means is a prodigy. There are times where things can, and will, fly right over her head.
Relationships
♥ Romance –♥ Attraction –● Friendly –● Neutral –✔ Business –≈ Unsure –● Poor Standing –♦ Enemies –✖ Deceased
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Affiliations
- The Dauntless - Combat Division
- Rising Claws - Retired, former Talon Sworn
Music Themes
- Prodigy "Breathe", Glitch Mob Remix
- In This Moment "Sick Like Me"
- Asking Alexandria "The Death of Me"
- Celldweller "Own Little World"
- FFX-2 "Eternity ~Memories of Lightwaves~"
Player Rumors
- "I heard she tried on my jacket once, then ran around my room doing flips and digging in my sofa for treasure. I guess she was pretending to be me?" - Nataru Rahz
- "She's a pair of horns and a speech impediment away from becoming a demon herself!" - Flynt Reddard
- "Being quick on your feet runs in the family. So does insanity, hard-to-believe smiles, and a penchant for juice." - Orenji Kharn
- "We're both broken and dangerous. Technically, we should be too feral to work. And yet, somehow, happily, we're mates." - Askier Mergrey
- "EUGH. THE KNEE GOBBLING JOINT JAMMER IS ALWAYS YELLING. THEN SHE ASKS US WHY WE YELL? WE AREN'T YELLING. SHE'S YELLING." - Miasma
- "A great lass ta be 'round. I think me favorite thing 'bout her is how down ta earth she is." - Nazyl Tharazyl
- "She's a loud one, but she seems fun enough. Tensions were strained between us for a while, but at least I feel like things have calmed down." - Jenivieve Ravendale
- "A fermenting keg of madness and bravado quietly ruled by fear." - Mask of the Seven Horrors Hidden in Nald'thal's Mists
- "Ought t'know better than t'pull a firearm in someone else's home. As a guest. When not in mortal peril or the least bit o' danger." - Osric Melkire
- "Oh-ho-hooo! Det girl ees fun. Spend ten tics een her companee an find out fer yerself. Ay once heard she downed seventeen stout mugs of ale an' proceeded te rough up every Nunh een sight bare handed. Ees det true?" *unsure noise and shrug* - Memith Ganajai
- "A fine specimen. I wonder what Ser Grimsong values more, her skills or her... skills." - Tengri Geneq
- "Female, hormonal, homicidal Miqo'te is, unquestionably, hormonal." - Jin'li Epinoch
- "Seemed like a decent enough gal. Got no complaints here so far." - Berrod Armstrong
- "She's terrifying and endearing all at once, I only hope that I can help her as I intend to." - Siha Xinkei
- "Nahare is truly a delightful soul. Time required to understand but this one believes well worth. Pray no further troubles and misfortunes will fall upon Nahare, undeserving of them." - Tsaganarii Dhoro
- "Nahare..? Erm... She's not a woman to take lightly,-- fair warning ... If she doesn't worry you, erm... worry about those at her side she calls family." - Seitsuda Gladepetal
Note: This section is editable by anyone. Just keep in mind that the rumors here may be true or false.
Gallery
Drawn by Faye Covington
Drawn by The-Ez
Rahz Sisters by Eguana
Askier and Nahare by JN3
Rahz Sisters by FeliceMelancholie
Nahare and Narii by Tsaganarii Dhoro
Drawn by Lady Amaranth
Drawn by YumisaraT
Drawn by Shadottie
Drawn by Shadottie
Contact/Credit
Feel free to send me a PM on RPC to Duplicitous Dame, or contact me via Skype at lulz_lucyluu. I'm always willing to roleplay with other people and form more connections ^_^. Keep in mind that I am on EST time zone.
Plotlines Nahare is involved with: Blood Trade, O, Death, For a Fistful of Gil, and Black Chains, Iron Shackles.